Free Bankroll Squad by David Weaver

took charge. He grabbed her by the arm and led her to the men’s bathroom. He knew that the men’s bathroom would be empty, with all the ass out there on the dance floor, so it was no surprise when the only dude that was in the bathroom made his way past Coward 1 en route to the dance floor. He led Jennifer to a stall and locked the door. The Coward pulled her skirt up, revealing a shaved and perfectly pink pussy.
    “Ward, do you have protection?”
    Knowing that he had no protection at all, he french kissed her while circling his middle finger around her clitoris. Her kisses became more aggressive until he broke from the kiss and started sucking on her right nipple. In her mind she was thinking about telling him to get a condom, but the stimulation proved to be too intense for her to try to mumble those words again. Unable to withstand the teasing any longer, she reached down and started unfastening his pants, then she wrapped her hand around his wood. She was staring at Ward, waiting on him to make the next move. He wasted no time. He turned her around and bent her over, sliding a finger in her pussy to test her readiness. When he pulled his finger out, it was covered in cream. She was soaking wet. He wiped her pussy cream around his dick and slid it through the opening of her warm pussy. He then pulled back, parted her pussy lips, and slid his manhood as far as it would go. He stroked and stroked, his dick sliding against her vagina walls, bringing her to cum again and again. She was panting, breathing uncontrollably when she managed to whisper the words “ let me get on top.” He pulled out and sat down on the toilet, dick still covered in pussy cum. Jennifer was high off of cocaine and ecstasy and the Coward had never had a woman on that combination of drugs before. She climbed on his dick and threw her pussy up and down on it frantically. She slammed against his dick until it hurt him, and when he moaned out of painful pleasure, she went even harder. After a few more strokes, the Coward cried out,
    “I’m coming,” to which she replied “Oh baby, me too! I’m coming!” The bathroom stall sounded like a porno movie as the Coward pumped semen into Jennifer, while she simultaneously released a stream of cum around his dick. As soon as they came, it seemed as though she was ready to fuck again.
    “Wait a minute,” The Coward exclaimed, out of breath.
“You wanna go get a hotel room instead of fucking in the bathroom of a club?”
“Yeah Ward, let’s go.”
Jennifer was having the time of her life. I’m having sex with a real celebrity kept running through her mind as they both climbed back into the limousine. “To the Hilton,” the Coward directed the chauffeur.
“Downtown?”
“Yeah, the Hilton Downtown.”
The chauffeur obliged and drove off, headed to the hotel. Jennifer cuddled up next to the Coward, fondling with his penis. The limo hit a deep pot-hole and Jennifer’s purse fell off the seat, causing the contents to spill to the floor. When the Coward saw how much cocaine she had in her purse, his eyes bulged out like a cartoon characters’. Instantly devising the next scheme for him, Coward 2, and the Wolf, he decided to ask a few questions first.
“Jen, how much did you pay for that blow?” “Blow?”
“Yeah, the white shit that was in your purse?” “Ohhh, the cocaine.”
The Coward looked at her as if she had lost her mind.
“Yea Jen ... the coke ... the blow.”
She giggled at herself for not catching on to the slang when he first spoke it. After all ... it was only last week when she was actually watching a movie on HBO that was entitled “Blow,” and it was about cocaine.
“Well, I didn’t actually pay for it.”
She unzipped his pants, pulling his erect penis out. Slumping down in his seat, the Coward tried to stay focused on his series of questions.
“How did you get it if you didn’t pay for it?”
She giggled again thinking about how the truth was about to sound once she