Time for dinner...

I guess we need to get a little bit of that fire out of you. I command you to ease the pain you have caused me, with your tongue; and since I am a gracious hostess, do not resist our guests when they want to penetrate you." Tatiana said, turning slowly. Tanya grimaced when she felt one of the bums push her head foreward and pull her waist upward. She felt her skirt tossed up on her lower back just as Tatiana lifted hers and backed up to Tanya's face.

"Tongue my ass, bitch!" she commanded. Tanya's tongue snaked out and found the star-shaped hole. She clamped her eyes closed as she felt the rapidly swelling cockhead at her sex and the tip of her tongue tease the rim of this sadistic Gypsy whore. She groaned as the cock slid into her and started to rapidly pump in and out as her tongue circled and probed the center of a firm, round ass. "That is good, bitch, but I want you to stick it in. Push your tongue inside me and love it, cunt!"

Tanya couldn't think of anything else she'd rather do that shove her tongue as deep and far and as sensually as she could into Tatiana's asshole. She loudly sucked and slurped and probed as she felt her pussy getting slammed deep and hard, over and over and over by the bum behind her. Her rational mind knew she was in a liquor store, that people were walking in and out, that this was probably all on camera, and that despite all of this; she loved it.

Suddenly, Tanya's mouth was empty. Tatiana's boyfriend had pulled her away, and roughly penetrated her against the counter. Tanya was left feeling the sensations of the bum inside her and listening to the Gypsy's moans. Another bum, Carl, found her mouth and pushed his filthy cock in. She loved it, for some reason, and eagerly took it deep into her mouth and throat. She knew, somewhere, this was part of a command, but a different part of her screamed...