Phil lets me go and I take a deep breath and hobble towards the greeting station. When I take a step I feel oil squeeze out of the stick and drip down Hardcore my inner thigh. Self-consciously I wipe it up with my finger. I spend the next hour greeting customers at the door. It feels like I explained my humiliating outfit a million times to every stranger that walks in the door. The cheese stuffed stick feels different than the other breadstick... somehow more firm than the other breadstick. I look over at the count and see it is at 161/XXX so I know we must be getting close to my next round of tormenting. As if on cue all of the tables light up with the jackpot sound. I hobble over to Silv who is bustling towards me. “Don't worry Tina, I sort of rigged it for you.” Silvia says and then winks conspiratorially at me. I wonder what she means as she takes my arm in hers and leads me back to the bar. The jackpot noises come to an end, replaced by Eddie speaking through the intercom system. “Well boys and girls, it looks like tall top # 5 is our lucky winner! It's gonna be a little more intimate of an occasion. Tina, I hope you are up for a hot little threesome!” Up ahead I see the boy and girl from that I greeted at the door looking at me. I try to read their expressions which seem a little bit excited and a little embarrassed. I blush as I realize the girl is going to be playing with me. “Well Teenster, why don't you clamber up on table 5 and get comfy so our lucky winners can get their hands all over you hot little body.” Resigned to my fate, I use a chair to climb up as gracefully as one can with a breadstick hanging out of her cooch. I sit on the table figuring to lay back with my head against the wall and my puss facing the open end of the table and the gathering audience. Before I can lay back the girl climbs up on the table and straddles my thighs. “Hi, Tina, my name is Bridget and I am going to devour you!” Before I can react to this she has her arms around me pulling me up and to her. Her hands are on my upper back and the back of my head, guiding me up her and then she is kissing me. It is way different than Bobby. Her lips are soft, gentle, and warm. I can taste her lip gloss and then her tongue darts out and slides between my lips, tangling with my tongue indian before withdrawing. I am breathless and panting amid the whooping and hollering of the bar. I hear Eddie saying something about “swinging that way” but it is drowned out by Bridget pushing me down on my back and covering my mouth with hers. This time I willingly open my mouth to her welcoming her tongue back in. I know I am acting like a slut but I am beyond caring. Bridget kisses me long and hard, probing deep into my mouth with her tongue and this time when she withdraws her tongue I chase it with mine, exploring her mouth and moaning into her. The heat emanating from her was amazing for someone who just a short time ago was chattering. I too knelt, but with my knees between hers. We kissed each other with wild passion. She could hear his breathing. Yet Rotty was still just a normal, family dog. “That’s the kind of attitude that’s going to take us to states, now let’s get a good practice in,” she says. Not to mention a thing in my pants that was striving to make itself known. "It does, it tastes like chicken soup," she insisted. She tried to pretend I had not cum yet and carried on for a stroke or two before Mindy turned and barked at her. You always know how to make me laugh with your silly jokes. I took my seat on the couch and turned on the TV. She spoke professionally, contrasting the situation completely. She indian sat up and moved closer to me on her knees. "The reason I am bringing all of this up," Liz continued in a hush tone "is that your father and I were hoping that maybe…you could also…spend a night with Presley" Liz said and paused. I bit my lip. That’s so hot… She knelt down, in front of the dish, gazing down at the pile, slightly steaming in the late afternoon glare. Now our hot tub was always a "hot place" at the club. In my head, I thought that maybe a nice spa weekend for Tina and her Mother. Apparently her words were enough to spark Alex's orgasm. I'm confident we can push your limits to even greater heights. I could only hear Mel’s breath escaping as she reached over and touched his cock. Gloria jerked and dropped the spoon into the container. For all I knew these bitches were awaiting sacrifice for some ritual I wasn’t aware of yet and the fear I saw wasn’t even related to the purpose of us being here. Fatima eagerly did as she was told and Zain noticed the Zorro mask had come off and all her eye make up was smudged. She'd overestimated. I really...liked that." “Open up in the name of the Lord!” he shouted. I felt like I had just been punched in the heart. While they were Hardcore sleeping, we tied Kayleigh up to a pillar under the bridge. We worked.” He said. They went mad as the set came to an end, Dawn reached and hugged me. They were still cheering as we left the stage.