Cleaning herself up, Miranda Lambert heads back to the bar after having just let the bartender fuck her and cum in her unprotected pussy, hoping her little drunken transgression wouldn't cost her a lot more in the long run.
And she also decided that as much as she might have wanted to, she couldn't go home with him, because she knew what it would lead to.
So she decided to go back to the bar and have a few more beers before she left, and maybe flirt with some of the guys there some more, too.
"I'm sorry Joe," she whispers to the boy behind the bar, "I can't go home with you tonight. You were a great fuck, but I can't let that leave this bar, baby."
"I understand Miranda," he tells her, just thanking his lucky stars that he got to fuck her once in his life, pouring her her last couple of beers and then tallying up her bill for the night.
"Shit," Miranda cries out when she realizes that her wallet is not in her back pocket, thus making it impossible for her to be able to pay for her tab.
"Looking for this, blondie?" Bobby tells her, producing her wallet from his back pocket.
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