Inked-Up Cosplay Whore Takes a Rough, Raw Pounding

There’s no way I’m staying here now. XXX What’s up?”
“I’ve been waiting here for an hour, dammit.” It was hard to tell if Jessy was faking her anger or not. She pushed her body hard onto my hands as they pressed into her flesh, then tilted her head back and moaned more loudly. “I need someone to rub them.” Becky said as she motioned back towards my original table – recently vacated by other patrons. Her eyes caught Carla and Iowa squeezed up close during a slower song. When we paused, she looked down at the shiny mess between us and chuckled. I nodded and the week I cheated had begun.