Chapter 117

I was quickly wearing a mask of cum, having made at least twelve women orgasm on my tongue. My jaw, lips and tongue were becoming paralyzed from use. We were reaching the back of the room and getting close to when I'd have to leave in order to beat Tanner home.

At the last table in the back, I stood, head lowered, and offered my services. Fifty dollars changed hands and I got on my hands and knees under the table and pleasured another woman, thick with pubic hair. Her hair trapped her scent and I could tell she'd been excited by the show. She was fairly loud when she climaxed.

"We need to leave shortly," Katrina said. "Anyone else want to donate to the cause and receive a nice orgasm in return?"

"I'll take one," a voice said, somewhat familiar to me, and another pair of legs parted under the table and I moved between them. She was shaved smooth, and sleek, and smelled lightly of perfume and her sex. Well aroused, if the