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Chapter 7
by Bevatoria
What's Jacob doing here? Can or will he help you?
As far as he knows, yes
Your eyes catch whatever's probing you in the face a second before a hand grabs your hair and squeezes, the cry from you muffled by something entering your mouth.
"Suck." comes the dark, gravelly whisper of the proprietor. "Or we'll tell your boyfriend about how you got naked for us and let us grope you."
The only noise you can make in response is a slight gag below the counter, as you obediently lick and suck, a strange hum building in your body at the thought of Jacob's presence mere feet away as you deepthroat this disgusting man you've never met before, barely clad in your skimpy underwear. The guys engage Jacob in conversation, talking for several minutes while you take the proprietor in your mouth.
As much as it'd excite you for Jacob to see you, the fear is enough to keep you bobbing your head up and down on this man's disgusting prick, spit slipping out from the sides of your lips at his wide shaft. You only hear snippets of the guys' conversation now.
"...yeah, she had to leave for some reason - got some sort of urgent call or something."
"You should take her stuff back to her."
A few grunts accompany them, and even as you feel the rod hardening inside you, near its release as you realize they're giving your clothes to him, barely noticing as your dress is tossed his way as well; the other box having long since been handed over to Jacob during your blowjob. You know you have to get up now, the threat of him seeing you and breaking up on you overwhelming your desire to stay hidden; not wanting to be left here in your bra and panties with these disgusting men.
However, the proprieter's hand is firm on your head, keeping your kneeling as he pulls out of your mouth, cumming urgently. You manage to close your eyes to keep it from blinding you, but that's about all you do as it comes out in waves, splashing your face, neck, and breasts, leaving a considerable stain in the front of your lingerie.
"There's one other thing you need." The proprietor speaks for the first time, but not to you, having turned to Jacob as he bends down, reaching behind your neck, and your hands graze your pussy at the thought of him yanking you to your feet, wearing underwear and splattered in cum, exposing your cheating to your boyfriend....