The Gold Digger

As Jack enjoyed his martini and blowjob, he scanned the bar. He saw a blonde in a red dress flirting with a man.

In a second, Jack knew the woman's name was Helena Thomas, and she never paid for drinks, and it was badge of honor for her. She had two sugar-daddies, and one was a lonely old man. Jack shot a massive load down the blonde's throat, making her orgasm like crazy and her pussy gush ino her panties.

Jack finished, zipped up and ordered the blonde to guard the table.

He walked over to Helena. "Buy this man a drink."

Helena turned to the bartender.

"Open a tab and let anyone put anything on it."

Helena gave the bartender her debit card, and the man ordered a beer.

"Come with me."

Jack led Helena to the men's room to the end of a row of sinks and stalls. "Take out a lipstick and write Human Urinal on the wall and kneel underneath and open your mouth."

Jack dropped his pants and started pissing all over Heleana's head, face, and in her mouth, making her orgasm. "That's right, you're a piss whore who gets off on being treated like a human urinal. As long as you're a gold-digging cock tease who wants to live off of men, you can only orgasm by being pissed on.

Helena moaned. She gagged as she was moaning and having an orgasm at the same time piss was trying to flow down her throat. Jack finished. "Stay here for the rest of the night being used as a urinal. Don't rinse your mouth or face until you get home. Ta ta!"

Jack went back to his table, and the two women with their tits out returned with cum all over their tits.