Sexy Bar Keeperin mit geilem Arsch vögelt Kollegen auf der Theke
The sultry brunette bartender’s bare feet slapped against the sticky bar floor as she strode towards the optics, her hips swaying with each step. She wore a barely-there bikini top that struggled to contain her perky breasts, and a tiny denim skirt that showed off her long, tanned legs. A cheer erupted from the thirsty patrons as she climbed onto the bar top and struck a provocative pose, one hand on her jutting hip, the other clutching a bottle of tequila.
“That’s right boys, who wants a taste of this hottie?” she purred, flashing them a wicked smile. The crowd went wild, wolf-whistling and cat-calling. Her eyes glinted with mischief as she locked them on a burly, bearded bouncer in the front row.
“How about you big guy? Wanna come up here and lick my salty skin?” she teased, lapping her tongue along the rim of the bottle. The man grinned, muscles rippling as he effortlessly heaved his bulk onto the bar in one smooth motion. He moved towards her with a predatory glint in his eye.
“I’ve got something else for you to lick, sweetheart,” he growled, cupping her sizeable ass and pulling her in close. She let out a delighted squeal, grinding her hips against his as he nuzzled her neck. The crowd roared its approval at the sexual display, many reaching out to caress the bartender’s silky thighs.
Emboldened, the bouncer yanked down her bikini top, exposing her pert pink nipples to the leering crowd. They hooted and hollered as he bent his head to suckle the budding peaks, spurring her own hand to reach down between their bodies and palm the growing bulge in his trousers.
“Mmm, I can feel that cock throbbing for me,” she taunted, squeezing his hardness through the fabric. “Why don’t you let it out and give me a little taste?” The man needed no further encouragement. He unzipped his fly with a rumble of anticipation, pulling his girthy erection free. She ate up the sight of it, saliva flooding her mouth as she made a show of licking her lips.
Wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft, she pumped him firmly as she lowered herself to her knees. “Let’s see how you handle some deep throat, sugar,” she purred before engulfing his prick in the wet heat of her mouth. The metallic clink of drink glasses and the pounding beat of the club music nearly drowned out his strangled groan as she sucked him off.
The bartender bobbed her head enthusiastically, hollowing her cheeks and swirling her tongue around his freed member. The taste and scent of him drove her wild, his musk and masculinity making her ache with need. She was so turned on, soaked through her thin thong panties by her arousal.
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