"Yes I think I will." She smiled down at Jon as she walked towards the stairs and the waiting whore at the top. "I wish our visit didn't cause any pregnancies." she said, as she walked up the stairs.
When Clint reached the top, three of the girls approached her, and tried to put their arms around him. He smiled, enjoying the attention, before picking the exotic Asian woman. She didn't have the largest breasts, however her face promised excitement and her mouth looked empty without a cock in it.
Before going with her, Clint leaned over to the buxom blond before whispering in her ear, and giving her some money. The blond giggled, and nodded her head eagerlyl
Mitsuko lead her timidly by the hand to an empty bedroom. Once they were inside a look of pure hunger crossed Mistuko face. She almost ripped Clint's clothes off. He wasn't used to this sexually aggressiveness from a woman. Standing there slightly stunned, but when Mistuko pulled down her trousers. Clint found his cock was still erect and popped out. Mitsuko watched the cock entranced as it bounced and bobbled about in front of her.
She sank to her knees, and swallowed the cock whole. Working her tongue over the length of the shaft and gently playing with his balls. Inexperience soon proved Clint's downfall, as he came. Quickly filling Mitsuko's mouth to overflowing, it ran down her chin and dropped slickly into her petite but well defined cleavage.
Clint was the one who was hypnotised by Mitsuko, as she ran her fingers through the cum, bringing them to her mouth and licking them clean with every appearance of loving the taste.
Clint remembered his original plan for Jon, the stick in the mud. He held the rock tightly before making his wish.
Outside the door, the blond was walking down the stairs and making a bee line to Jon sitting at the table, and watching the world go by. He hated to admit it but the barmaid was more distracting and fun, than the barman had been.
"So Handsome, what's a nice boy like you doing in a place like this?" she asked when she reached the table. She leaned over exposing a significant cleavage which kept drawing Jon's eyes as he tried to look her in the face.
"Hi, I'm Jon, me and my friend were just passing through. What's your name my pretty lady?"
"Call me Mandy, your friend....."
"Clint."
"yeah, Clint said you could do with help relaxing, so he told me to come and help."
She grabbed Jon's hand, and went to lead him upstairs. Jon remained planted in his chair.
Not one to fail at the first obstacle she leaned in again whispering in Jon's ear.
"We don't have to go upstairs, I can help you down here. As long as we're not too obvious."
She slips elegantly down to her kneel beside Jon and starts to work on his trouser fly.
His hands fly quickly to his crotch, and he almost jumps out of the chair.
"Okay, yes, lets... let's go upstairs."
She took Jon's hand and lead him between the tables, swinging her hips as she went. They found an empty room, and Mandy closed it behind them, before pouncing on Jon propelling them both onto the bed. It creaked loudly under the strain, "I'm sorry I'm a bad girl." Mandy moaned. "Maybe you should spank me?"
She turned around and showed Jon her ass, before waving it from side to side.
