I Was Thirsty

I stopped at that roadside bar, mouth dry from driving. The blonde barmaid behind the counter had me thirsty for something else the moment I saw her. I bought my drink, tipped well, and she took the hint fast—those blue eyes saying she wanted the same thing. We left the bar together. She took my hand, pulled me into the back room. Her top came off first. Small, perfect tits. Hard nipples. I bent her over a stack of crates and yanked her skirt up. No panties. She was already wet. She dropped to her knees, took me in her mouth without hesitation. Wet, warm, eager. Her tongue worked the shaft, eyes locked on mine while she sucked. Then she turned around, bent over again, and spread herself open. I took her ass. Slow at first. She pushed back, taking every inch. Tight. Hot. We moved together hard after that. Her moans got louder. I fucked her ass until I came deep inside her.