An old friend offers free entry to come inside

Bria drives to the lounge, discovering some event in progress and along with early birds attempting to get in. A small line formed at the entrance all the way to the side of the building and around, while an officer in uniform filtered the attendees. Despite how dubious the security might have sounded based on her reseaech, Bria assured herself they would personally, and with pleasure, toss an interloper out back for attempting to break into the place. But she held no reservations about what she wanted. If there was a chance at finding Sadie, this was her only lead.

Now that she thought about it, Bria knew someone who might work there, although she hesitated to consider it. An old lover, Beth Patrickson. One of many that Bria met and left a creamy mess inside. When she left her after their one-night stand, Beth was furious and the long weeks of hate mail after hate mail she received from that day left her the impression that she won't be amiable to another drop in for a quickie. Bria only kept her number, as with most of her lovers, to ask for favors she knew she will not return. Afterall, if there were chances for another night with them, it would be a waste not to take them, especially if a second seeding was in the cards.

Bria quickly texted her, preparing herself for what might just be a wasted venture and a blocked contact. Although Bria held for hope that that won't happen. She remained parked in the lot behind the lounge, setting her eyes on some of the women who she would love to get a feel for while waiting for a return text. In time, Beth responded and to Bria's surprise, it was rather welcoming.

"Oh my God, Hey Brie! I missed you. How has it been?" Beth messaged. It's been two months since that night together. This wasn't what she expected, but not wanting to pass this opportunity, she responded and spent some time catching up over texts. She discovered Beth is in fact working at Roxy's Topless Lounge that day. Bria tried to persuade for an easy entrance and Beth, not only offered her free entry, but a photo of Beth with her work uniform unbottoned and a single finger holding her bra down, just enough to catch Bria's intrigue.

"You should come in through the back side," Beth replied, followed by an emoji of a peach and eggplant.

It was two months ago when Bria met Beth at a bar; a cute, petite, and perky girl, barely reaching her eye level to Bria's chest, who was down about her life. She was in college at the time, and, when her classes started piling her with extra work, she needed some kind of a reprieve and went to bars. Bria was more than willing to take advantage of an **** woman in front of her. When Beth started coming on to Bria, and discovering the big surprise she hid in her jeans, she took Bria back to her dorm where Bria did not heistate to push her cock inside of Beth and left a creamie surprise for her to deal with for the next nine months. A memory which Bria delighted in and was now more curious to see how her little walking baby maker was doing.

Walking up to the side entrance with two guards, Beth opened the door, admitting her in as a potential employee, and pulled her into the hall with eagerness. Bria could not keep her eyes off of Beth's protruding stomach. A two-month baby bulge shown threw her dark work uniform and jet-black skirt.

Passing several halls and many curious onlookers, they entered into a private office, at which point Beth slammed the door behind them and began nuzzling her body on Bria. Bria, biting her lip.

"Mmm...Bria," Beth cooed with a smile. "It's been...too long..." She ran a finger up Bria's jeans.

While Bria focus was meant for someone else, she was very in the mood for some much-needed release. Here was an old lover Bria, knocked up, toying with her to get ride her cock. And Bria's cock was very angrily pushing against her jeans at the touch of Beth's finger through the material, demanding to be set free.

Bria returned a hug, gently stroking her back, "Yes, it has been..." Bria said, with a lowered voice.

Beth however, brushed off the return hug. She looks up to face Bria, an expression mixed with pouty playfulness and frustration, "You've been mean to me," Beth said sensually, as she glided her breasts up and down Bria. "You never visited me or texted me. Not even to check on the little present you left me...," Taking one of Bria's hands, she guided it down to her swollen belly.

"Oh yes. This big girl has been busy. And by the looks of this belly of yours, so have you." Bria says, taking taking control of Beth's arms and pushed her against the desk. Beth recovered with her legs apart and Bria moved in to place her hand in between Beth's moist clit. "What do we have here?" Bria rubbed her fingers along the wet panties.

"How mean..." Beth said, her voice continuing to keep its playful tone, "We have very big strong boys here. They will punish you..."

"Punish me how?' Bria whispered, moving in to slide her tongue against Beth's thin neck. "You want me to leave you all alone again," Bria moved her hand up Beth's dress. Beth quietly gasped, feeling Bria's rough hands reach up to feel her bosom.

"No," Beth breathed. Bria's gentle squeezing made her jump. "Please,... don't go."

"Mmm...This naughty girl..." Bria pinched Beth's nipple, and a yelp escaped her lips. "Do you touch yourself, thinking about me?

"No...I...Ahh!" Beth yelped. Bria unbuttoned her dress, and pulled the bra down, letting her two grown breasts pop out for her chest for her to see.

"You are such a liar," Bria pushed Beth down on the table, while she climbed on top and moved her face into Beth's breasts. Beth released a moan, feeling the sensation of Bria's tongue slide across her hardened nipples while simultaneously biting down on them. She kept one free hand teasing her other breast while the other secured one of her arms. "Tell me, how often do you touch yourself?"

"I...I don't...," Beth started, but Bria spanked her breast.

"Don't lie to me. Tell me everything!" Bria moved her free hand down to touch Beth's soaking panties again. "Maybe I will reward you." Beth moaned through Bria's teasing. Her body was winding up and she rocked herself on Bria, but she pulled her hand away. "Such a bad girl, you won't get anything from me now."

"Wait! I do! I touch myself all the time," Beth shouted.

"What do you think about?" Bria said, pushing Beth's panties aside to stroke her fingers at the base. "What do I do to you in your dreams?"

Beth bit her lip. "I think about you..." Beth said. "I think about you...kissing me, the way your cock feels...and...and..."

"And what?" Bria pulled away from Beth's breasts, curious to know what goes through this little petite's mind of hers.

"I think about...the way you use me," Beth little face now flushed red. "How rough you got with me... How you use me and came inside of me without a second thought...like I'm..."

The answer came to Bria's mind and twisted with a smile. "Like you're my personal bitch?" she said, and Beth nodded, looking away in shame.

How often could it be said that the soaking wet sow whom she planted her seed in also got off to her lover being rough with her? More interested than ever, she fiddled her fingers harder into Beth while teasing and biting her nipples harder. Beth cried out as her rough play got her closer to the edge again.

"I...I'm going to c-cum...!" Beth shouted. Bria kept up her finger play long enough before feeling the familiar spasm of Beth going over the edge, as waves of pleasure washed over her, leaking out more of wet juices over Bria's hand and Beth's sweet voice slipped out in high pitches.

Bria backs up to see Beth twitching body subside, licking her fingers to the taste of Beth's freshly juiced pussy. She liccksit up and catches Beth blushing, staring back with wanting eyes.