One At One Time

Sophie stopped time, she took the champagne bottle from the brunette's hands. She stepped back and restarted time just long enough to give the bottle a hard shake. With time stopped again, she handed me the bottle. She went back to the brunette and stripped her naked. She ripped up her red dress and used the shreds to tie the bitch's hands behind her back. She then sat her down and spread her legs. Sophie shoved the mouth of the champagne bottle into the brunette's pussy. She then went into all of the girls' purses, took all of their cash and credit cards, put the cash into the soaked waiter's pocket, and put the credit cards in a trash can.

She stepped back and restarted time.

A stream of champagne shot into the brunette's pussy. She screamed as the chilled, carbonated **** shot up into her.

Her cry drew stares from those close enough to hear. They first were shocked then laughed.

The brunette's friends rushed to help. They took the champagne bottle out, and the woman's pussy dripped the champagne. She stood up, and her friends untied her hands before she sprinted off to the bathroom.

"Two down," said Sophie.

"The bride must be in hell," you say.

The two girls in the black shrug off what they saw, take two shots off a passing waitress's tray, and run to the dance floor without paying.

The remaining blonde spots a good looking man by the bar and smiles at him and brushes a strand of hair back.