"I could message everyone in my phone?"

You reply, almost facetiously. To your surprise her eyes light up. "Oh yes! Here's what I want you to do: just text, don't use social media, I want you to start working out which contacts to send it to. All I want you to send is the message 'my place' and a selfie of me giving you head."

As she talks she is dragging you towards the door. She pulls you by the hand outside, waving to the two very amused bouncers. "Which way to your place?" she asks and you point. She drags you a block and a half then pushes you back up against a pole, the two of you bathed in street light. "Get your phone," she orders as she kneels and fishes your cock out, sticking it into her mouth and looking up into your camera lens.