Try to wrestle free while the bouncer has his cock in Patra's mouth

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You pull. You claw. You even bite.

Nothing helps - the bouncer just stands there calmly, dick in Patra's mouth and you in hand.

"You are annoying me," the bouncer finally states. "That's a $500 finable offense."

"Since you appear to have no money, I'll confiscate your lady friend for Club LeRonte for the evening," he continues.

"You," and with that he grabs you close to his face to look at you with a very serious face. "You get lost if you don't want to end up in hospital."

Then he casually flicks his wrist, hurling you several yards away. You land in a twisted heap, the air crushed out of your lungs.

The bouncer roughly grabs Patra by her hair to holds her head in place as he starts to fuck her face in earnest. She's throat-fucked so roughly at first you worry for her life, but soon your erection grows back as you see Patra grab hold of the bouncer's thighs to help him keep her steady, and how vigorously she works the massive piece of cock-meat that is forced down her throat. Before long, her makeup is a mess, and long strings of drool dangle from her chin and spatter on her breasts, soiling her dress.

"Yeah," the bouncer suddenly says without emotion. And almost immediately huge gobs of cum explode from Patra's mouth and nose to get in her eye, in her hair, and running down her neck. But she still doesn't squirm and instead lets the bouncer shove his cock as far down her gullet as she can and hold it there for a long time, as he empties himself right into her stomach.

After what feels like an eternity, he withdraws a flaccid and much smaller penis, and Patra desperately heaves as she gulps air into her lungs. The bouncer bends down to whisper something in Patra's ear, and she nods even as she's panting heavily, heedless of all the cum and saliva she's drooling onto her clothes.

The bouncer tucks his dick back into his pants and takes the still recovering Patra by the hand and turns around to escort her into the club. Far from resisting, Patra holds her head high, unmindful of how nastily messy she has become.

"You can pick her up at oh-nine-hundred hours tomorrow morning," says the bouncer without even looking back at you.

Do you:

Status
Health Horny Location:

Outside LeRonte

MP 0
Level 1
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