Blow Job Behind The Bar With Kayla Cumsalot

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A girl like me doesn’t get stood up, so I was baffled as I waited at the bar for my date. I should have known better than to tempt fate with an impending disaster by agreeing to a first date on Valentine’s day. Some things just shouldn’t be done. The dimly lit bistro had gone all out for the holiday. Beautiful red roses accented every table, and candlelight flickered between the sets of lovers who were sharing a quiet, intimate meal.

I rechecked my phone; no text, no call, not even a status update from my would-be gentleman caller. “I’m sure he’s stuck in traffic.” The handsome bartender remarked while refilling my champagne glass, obviously reading the confusion on my face. “That has to be the only reason a man would be dumb enough to keep you waiting.”

Blow Job Behind The Bar With Kayla Cumsalot

 

My finger teased around the rim of my glass after he’d finished pouring, and I looked up at him. His eyes were so dark brown they looked black. Two sparkling black pools of lust stared back at me, and my lips twitched up into a smirk. “I am a very impatient woman.” His laugh tingled over me like honey, and I felt myself leaning in. His arms rested on the bar, and my lips grazed his earlobe as I purred, “Maybe you could occupy my time before he arrives?”

When he leaned back, he looked shocked by how forward I was—shocked and pleased. I slipped off the barstool and tapped my fingers along the smooth surface of the bar top as I made my way to the bar flap. He lifted it for me, and I ducked under his arm. Only instead of standing to greet him properly, I squatted, my back against the glasses stacked under the bar. My fingers smoothed up his thighs then I reached for his zipper. “You have five minutes to make me cum or you are just making the rest of the night incredibly difficult for me.”

I shrugged; maybe tormenting a bartender was precisely the fun I had in mind. Sucking him hard only to tuck him back in his pants, making him watch me with my blind date, should he ever arrive. He’d be left wondering if I’d go home with the stranger while he’s forced to drive home alone and fuck his fist.

 

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His beautiful cock was already rock hard when I pulled him free of his slacks. The noise of the diners behind me was so exciting! I kissed his cockhead and spread my lips to suck him inside. He groaned a low, deep sound that made my pussy throb. His hand grabbed my head, and he started to force me deeper until my nose rubbed his pelvis. I could taste the sweetness of his precum and couldn’t decide if I wanted to finish him off or make the night much more interesting by giving him the biggest set of blue balls as a Valentine’s day gift.

“Excuse me? I’m looking for my date; she said she was waiting at the bar?” I heard the guy I was here to meet ask from the other side of the bar. The sexy bartender I was blowing played it so cool.

He cleared his throat and said, “She’s in the bathroom; she told me to ask you to grab a table when you got here, and she’d join you.” I looked up as he spoke and swallowed around his cock. He cleared his throat again as my date thanked him and must have walked away. He looked down at me as his hips leaned forward. Effectively pinning my head to the bar as he started to face fuck me. “Now you owe me.” He grinned.

 

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