"Don't be shy," Sir urges me. 

As I slide onto the bar stool, his hand runs up my thigh. His friend sits down next to me, and I am trapped between them.

Sir's hand slides eagerly underneath my skirt. His fingertips discover I'm daringly pantyless and slip into my wetness as his friend teases me with passionate kisses, biting my lip and cupping my left breast under my blouse.

Sir's fingers dive deep, his thumb massaging my clitoris as he whispers, "Good girl."

My pussy spasms around Sir's fingers, my moans muffled by the intensity of his friend's kiss.