Sally's lucrative new job in the private bar is to serve the billionaire gang of customers in every way imaginable.
She is humiliated when the men quickly take and fill her for the first time, right there in the bar. Soon, she is yearning for the large, well-hung members of the club, all intent on emptying their loads into her.
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Blood humming in my veins, I slowly undressed in the middle of the bar. My fingers trembled and I was terrified and excited all at once. I wanted the sexy boss to take me then and there, but I didn't want the rest of the men to see me while he does the deed. The more I thought about it, the less it mattered who watched. I just wanted him inside me.
I was done being little-miss-perfect.
By the time I got to my underwear, all the air in the bar seemed to have left and was replaced by a heaviness. The need for sex permeated the air and I felt myself being swept up by the desire as well. I reached to put on the waitress outfit, only for Edward to grab my wrist boldly.
“What're you doing?” he asked, eyeing me.
I had not gotten a bra fitted for a while and my breasts were so full they threatened to burst from the fabric. I gazed into his eyes, unsure of what he wanted me to do.
“Take off your underwear too,” he said.
