“Ooooh, I need a cock inside me now.” she purred over her shoulder and Bob moved in behind to oblige. He began to increase his breathing but still didn’t speak as he lay there and she wanked him with her expert touch. She whispered to him that she was leaking mucous down her legs as she flirted around the club attracting attention and she confessed that the wet feeling was making her hotter than ever. ‘Oh Yesss!’ she yelped at the power of her orgasm and then she flopped forward over the back of the bench with her face just a few inches above the drunks cock and his pools of semen. There she was, bent over the back of a park bench with a puddle of one mans spunk on the floor between her legs and a wad of another mans spunk in front of her face and it felt so good to know that she had made them cum for her. As they walked away from the drunk and on to the car she asked
