Minutes later, I received a text from Martin, “Handled,” it read. I was sucking cocks, but now the men would pull their cocks out of my mouth and cum on my face and in my hair. XXX “No,” I replied. My fetish was short-lived. I heard a loud noise coming from the bar, which sounded like a full house. “Yeah, I wouldn’t get my hopes up on that one,” I replied skeptically. It was Jen. He also told me not to plan anything for Saturday night as he had something big in mind. Where was my mask? It was Martin who invited them, but I was the one who made them happy. “What did they want,” I asked. The story about the girl was false,” Jen responded. You can always try
