Carla's new tests

Pat arrived at the table and stood next to Carla.

"We need you to help with Linda's questions, can you do that?" Linda asked.

"Sure," Pat was all to happy to agree. "What do you need me to do?"

"Linda, have you ever sucked your fiancee's cock before?"

"No," she answered quickly. The machine indicated she was telling the truth.

"A handjob at least?" Carla asked in frustration.

"Well, once," Linda nervously answered.

"Did you enjoy it?" Carla asked.

"I thought it was kind of gross. His stuff splattered all over my new dress and it reminded me of oyster stew." Linda really spilled her guts on that answer.

"So you've never tasted sperm before?"

"No way," Linda answered.

"Well, tonight you're going to try it."

Pat walked up and stood in front of Linda.

"Pull his shorts down," Carla looked frustrated. "He won't bite you."

"I don't know if I should," Linda was wimping out.

"Come on," Carla crossed her arms sternly. "Your boring everybody in the bar."

Linda slowly reached up to the top of Pat's shorts. She tugged his boxers down. His erect cock sprang up and hit her in the face. His rod left a juicy trail of pre-cum across her lips.

Linda puckered up at the site of it.

"Go ahead and put your mouth over it." Carla directed.

Linda closed her eyes and fitted the head of his swollen member into her mouth. Her lips stretched to fit him as his staff continued to leak semen onto her tounge and down her throat.

Pat was embarrassed by how much he was leaking but he hadn't been with a woman in about a month. His stored up sperm was aching to be free from its prison. He let loose a large stream of pre-cum which shocked Linda off of his cock.

She looked up at him as she struggled to swallow it.

"What do you think," Carla asked. "Do you like it."

Linda swallowed before answering.