On each pass she rubbed her clit and after a few minutes she was mostly clean and pantingly close to erupting again. Her smooth thighs glistened with renewed sweat shimmering down to her ankles, and her breasts bounced feverishly with the violence of their combined orgasm. XXX Finally she sat up and collected her skirt and blouse from the ground nearby. Mills grabbed a wet bar rag and started wiping out her pussy that still dripped with their cum. She pressed her palms against her tits to ease the sensitive flesh, feeling shy about her singing voice as he positioned her in front of the microphone. “Haha, oops!” he chuckled, a little drunk, and pulled his drink back. As soon as she stepped off the stage he got up and came over to take her leash from Nick. “Happy Birthday to you,” she sang, her mind
