Chapter 57

We all took a break, the men to recuperate and Kathy helped me clean my face with a clean bar rag she found behind the bar. Guy 1 was opening the other bottle of champagne and pouring out more glasses. I looked at Kathy and asked how much longer.

"Twenty minutes," she replied.

I shook my head in despair. Guy 2 stood in front of me and told me to get on my knees and get him hard again.

"I want to fuck your whore cunt again." Yeah, I definitely hated him the worst of the two men. My guy was a gentleman in comparison.

I sank to my knees in front of him and took his flaccid prick in my mouth. He drank his champagne as I did it. It was relatively clean. I'd been sucking his cock the last time he'd climaxed. It still had the cum which he hadn't ejaculated on my face, that he'd wrung out of his prick after. It took about five minutes to get him hard again and I had to work at it. He never got as hard as he'd been at first, but it was hard enough to slide into my sli