A run-down bar...

They snuck into the run down bar near Ivory’s house. She usually came there to pick up guys when she felt the need for some serious power between her legs. After work she would be coming in to drink some liquid courage before going out to get gang-banged. The bar had plenty of guys, but they were almost all white, so it sure as hell wasn’t where she was going to get banged. Also, she may have been a bimbo and a slut, but she didn’t want her reputation getting connected with her actual name.

“There she is,” Richter said, gesturing with a short wave of his hand, pointing to the busty bimbo at the bar, surrounded by half-a-dozen big guys, vying for the chance to fuck the blonde. She waved them off.

“When she leaves for the bathroom, you’ll need to distract them, I’ll handle her, you follow us in,” Richter commanded, slapping Ebony’s ass firmly.

“How do you know she’ll go to that bathroom?” Ebony asked, jumping under his spanking, her breasts jiggling and her cunt squishing, still filled with cum.

“Don’t draw attention,” Richter said, pushing her back into the corner by her tits, copping a feel, blatantly. “And the woman has a bladder almost as tiny as her brain.”

“True enough,” Ebony agreed.

Ivory rose, making her excuses and fled towards the ladies room. “Time to play,” Richter said, rising and heading in the general direction of the bathroom.

Ebony rose out of the shadows and drew their attention by…