I was what everyone wanted and/or despised. My body knew to expect a huge orgasm shortly. When we got to the car, you unlocked it and opened the back passenger door. All I could do then is hold myself up, leaning on the car door. Like I was sculpting you a bigger cock, it grew larger and harder in my mouth and fingers. The crowd went wild, clapping and cheering us. I felt you lift my top up so you could play with my boobs, while I got to work on your cock. My legs were starting to tremble. We finished our drinks; I slid one ice cube into my mouth as we got up from the table. “Fuck that bitch!” and “Can I have some, too?”
A man yelled, “Get a room!” A woman yelled, “Perverts!” Laughter everywhere. I loved it. “You little fucking whore,” you said, “You like fucking strangers in the bathroom? You fucked me thoroughly.
