Give her a kiss and share

You answer Sara by pressing your lips to hers. You thrust your tongue into her mouth and pry her lips open. Before she realizes what's happening the cum filling your mouth is gushing into hers. Her eyes open wide, but you hold her tight, spreading the spunk across her tongue and letting it ooze to the back of her throat.

Her surprise fades and Sara realizes what you have done. She slides a hand to your face and cradles your cheek. Your tongues work together out in the open and strands of spunk connect your lips to hers. You share the salty taste and slimey texture for the long kiss, finally breaking apart once you've jointly swallowed it all.

"You're bad," she laughs and gives you another quick kiss.

"I figured I'd give you all the naughty detail while letting you give Tom his space," you say. "Now how about I give you the same treatment I gave Tom's buddy?"

Your hand slides between her thighs to cup Sara's damp mound. She shivers and laughs at your raunchy offer. She seems about to answer when you are interrupted by a pair of men standing at the booth.

"Excuse us, mind if we join you?"

The man who asked is a slim, handsome latino man with a thin mustache. He looks to be about Sara's age. He is accompanied by a doughy younger latino, maybe two years older than you. He's not bad looking in his hip-hop jacket and matching hat and pants. The gold chain around his neck spells out PLAYER.

"Sure," says Sara.

The older man slides in to sit opposite Sara and the younger man sits across from you.

"I am Antonio," says the older man with a slight accent. "This is my nephew, Roberto. We saw two ravishing young women sitting alone and we thought they could use some...ah...companionship."

"What sort of companionship did you have in mind?" asks Sara.

"The fucking kind," says Roberto and he makes a rude gesture with his finger and laughs.

"What my nephew means is I hoped you would accompany us to one of the private rooms upstairs and we can...ah...get to know one another. Intimiately."

Sara looks at you and you both laugh at the way Antonio is talking. Clearly he knew he could be forward because he watched you blow a guy, but now he's being all coy. You lean into Sara's ear and whisper.

"So which one do you want?"

She sizes up Antonio, mature and suave, and Roberto, winking and blowing kisses as she considers your question.