When my best girlfriend Raye is in town, we make the most of our time. Time management for us = we do whatever the fuck we want, cumming and going as we please. And we always cum wherever we please . . .

On this particular visit we thought we’d head out to the bars for the evening. Raye looked smoking hot in her cowgirl jeans, and white vest. I was just as sexy wearing lighter jeans, with a big, solid belt buckle, and a pink top that cupped my breasts like magic. We bar hopped until it was closing time, but Raye and I weren’t ready to go home just yet.

As the final patrons stumbled through bar’s saloon-style winging doors, I called over the bartender and asked if Raye and I could use his bar for a little ‘after-hours fun’ with each other. You see, this bar, had a beautiful long wide counter, that looked like it was begging Raye and I to 69 on it. He smirked and agreed. Raye had brought her camera, and asked the bartender if he wanted to film us. She explained in her most matter-of-fact voice how she wanted something to remember this trip by, “other than her usual cum soaked panties souevenir, of course.”

Now I was smirking. Raye’s cum-plete and utter shamelessness is truly impressive. It turns me on EVERY time, especially if she gets a genuine jaw-drop reaction from her audience. I could tell how pleased she was with the bartender’s wide-eyed disbelief, with his mouth’s immediate fall open into a big, incredulous “O” . . .

I leaned Raye up against the bar and pulled open her vest. She swayed her hips side to side, rubbing her hands up and down her sexy body. I ran my hand down her chest, and down to her pants. I could feel how creamy her pussy already was through her thin, ultra-tight jeans. Her hands grabbed mine as I pulled them down, revealing her tiny red lace panties one tug at time. I pressed against her as she bent her over the bar, savoring the feeling of my hands running across that perfectly round ass of hers. I pulled off her shirt and the red lace bra underneath, turned her around and grabbed as much of her perky tits in my hands at once as I could.

I loved staring into her eyes as I squeezed her nipples, pinching tighter and feeling them harden while watching her lose control at the same time. I knew by the time I’d transformed her soft, smooth pink nipples into the tiny, erect bumps I liked them to becum, her breathing would have transformed, too. Her quick, shallow pants of arousal would gradually change to her breathy moans, each one deeper and longer until her need for me to put something was audible at the level I preferred: desperate.

Wanna see the results of me and Raye getting filmed fucking? Cum set up a call with me and I’ll send you a filthy video clip . . . and maybe if I’m feeling generous I’ll give you a special xxx discount on the whole video? Only one way to find out!

xoxo,

Mistress Aileen

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