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Chapter 73 by tvwave tvwave

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A public fingering with one particularly interested onlooker

It didn't take him long to slip a finger in, quickly followed by a second, and, soon after, a third. Emily threw her arms around his shoulders and moaned into his ear as she felt the start of an orgasm building at the now familiar stretching sensation. He upped his pace and Emily couldn’t help but spread her thighs wider under his ****. She felt her skirt rise at the back, exposing most of her ass to anyone sitting behind her. She looked over her shoulder as Bill began sucking and slobbering on her neck and was shocked to see a dishevelled, almost homeless, looking man staring intently at her ass, rapidly jerking his cock. She let out a gasp, her pussy spasming. He looked up, eyes wide with fear, before taking in Emily’s eyes fluttering with arousal. He grinned at her, showing off the many gaps in his teeth.

She barely held back a gasp as he tentatively reached out a weathered hand towards her exposed ass. She knew she should stop him, that the sad old man was not worthy of touching her perfect, eighteen year old body, but the idea was too hot. She desperately wanted him to get to feel her up, with Bill remaining unaware. Bill was still aggressively kissing her neck, but she was afraid he’d stop at any moment and see the man groping her. Thinking quickly, she yanked up her top and pulled Bill down to her breast. She felt the old man’s grasping hand come into contact with the smooth flesh of her butt at the same as Bill bit down cruelly on her nipple.

Emily looked around the room again and barely found a set of eyes that weren’t glued to her body as the two men felt her up. She felt one of the man’s fingers slip in between her butt cheeks and looked back over her shoulder at him, a moan escaping her throat. His eyes were glassy and his mouth agape, the pace of his hand jerking his dick getting faster as he clutched at Emily’s ass. Suddenly he groaned and his hips flexed. He slowly sat back onto his stool before his eyes became focused again. He looked at Emily almost reverently, slowly opening his hand to reveal the sticky load of cum he’d deposited there.

Emily couldn’t help but lick her lips at the sight. She saw his eyes flick over to her mostly finished beer. She couldn’t hold back another moan as her mind caught up with what he was thinking. Not needing any more permission than that, the man reached his hand out and used the rim to scrape his cum into the glass. There was enough there for much of it to drip down into the beer. As soon as he withdrew his hand, she grabbed the glass and put her lips to the rim where his cum was and threw her head back. She greedily gulped down the contents. There was still plenty of cum stuck on the inside of the glass, so she used her tongue to lick up as much as she could.

As she felt the taste coat her tongue a huge orgasm washed over her. She had to slam the glass back on the counter as her body began quaking. She clutched herself to Bill as the orgasm wracked her body, her quivering legs unable to keep her perched on the stool.

As she slowly came down, the aftershocks coming less and less frequently, she released her grip on Bill. He pulled away from her and stared at her with an animalistic hunger. Emily hadn’t seen that look in his eyes before, it looked almost dangerous. Yet she felt like she wanted to put herself in the path of whatever beast she’d unleashed. She leant in and whispered in his ear.

“You ready to take me home baby?”

Bill stood up suddenly and Emily looked up at him with wide eyes, worried she’d angered him. Suddenly he lunged forward and Emily squealed as he threw her over his shoulder, her tits still out and skirt up around her waist. He carried her out to his truck and Emily felt several pairs of hands grope her ass as they passed by. One old guy reached up and pitched her nipple, a big grin on his face. When they reached Bill’s car, he wrenched open the passenger door before tossing her in and striding around to his side. He clambered in and started the engine. Emily had his fly open before he’d even pulled out of the parking lot, and greedily shoved as much of his cock down her throat as she could. She stayed down, happily sucking and slurping on his cock as he raced home.

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