Go with him to the blokes toilets.

The pair slink of to the men's The second the pair are out of Shannons fellas eye sight Shannon feels his big rough hand on her arse as he pushes her through the toilet doors and into a cubicle.

The pair are squeezed into the tiny cubicle and Damien starts pouring the **** onto a shelf above the toilet. as he pours and chops the **** with one hand his other hand starts exploring Shannon's fit little body. he grabs and squeezes her tits roughly through her top. "you sexy fucking bitch" he says approvingly. Shannon shuddered she wanted this sexy bastard so badly.

"oi you little tart, are you going to roll a note or what?" as Shannon fumbled about in her fake Gucci handbag for a note Damien moved his hand down from her tits and started to to grope her pussy firmly through her wet look leggings.

Shannon Breathing heavily clumsily rolled a note. Damien greedily snorted the fatter of the 2 lines then handed Shannon the note Shannon squeezed by him and bend at the waist to hoover up the remaining coke. the second she was bent over in front of Damien he grabbed her pert arse groping her eagerly then gave her a firm spank as she finished snorting the last of the gear.

Shannon moved her body to leave but Damien grabbed the back of her neck and pushed her head forward forcing her to bend over in front of him "I'm not finished with you yet, slag' Shannon smiled to herself she was in heaven she loved being man handled and spoken to like this by a big sexy bad boy her pussy was throbbing. As he roughly bent her over he spread her legs wider open with his feet. she was now bent over hands outstretched pressed against the toilet wall and legs wide apart she was completely at his mercy.

Suddenly the toilet door opened 'Shannon are you in here?' Nick, Shannon's boyfriend shouted into the toilets pathetically. Damien was struggling to keep himself from laughing as Shannon stayed perfectly still, not wanting her boyfriend to find her bent over in the over the toilet, like some little slapper in the mens toilet. Shannon? he asked again. For fucks sake Nick just fuck off Shannon thought to her self.

Just as Nick was about to leave, put his hand down Shannon's leggings and into her silky thong and abruptly squeezed his big thumb straight up her tight little teenage shitter with no lube.

Shannon could not help but let out a moan of part pleasure part pain. Nick hears it.... 'Shannon?, What are you doing in the blokes?' Shannon froze in horror not knowing what to say as damien giggling to himself started ramming his thumb up her arse.

"I ahhhhhh, I'm just having a line" Shannon said struggling to get her words out as the pleasure and pain of Damien's Thumb washed over her."Caaaaaaaan you go back into the pub ill be ahhhhhouuuuttttt in a minute"

"It doesn't sound like your having a line in there, who's in there with you?" Nick enquired sheepishly. there was an awkward Silence then Damien snapped "listen to me you backwards fucking cunt" do you know who Damien Smith is?"

"I do" Nick eventually replied sheepishly. "Then you will know, I am a man of my word. and I promise you If you don't fuck off back into the pub and buy me a beer and wait for me and your bitch to finish of this gear, then I will slit your fucking throat right here in this toilet".

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"I'll see you back in the pub babes" nick said leaving the toilet hastily