Bob comes over and helps me up from the stool. My legs feel like they are made of rubber. He holds me up as I feel a flood of cum running down my thighs. I feel my coat being thrown over my shoulders.
Bob gets on one side and John on the other side and they each grab an arm and lead me out of the bar. I hear someone ask if I'll be back later tonight, and I think he must be kidding. Then I hear Bob say "Maybe later in the week."
I just shake my head no and mumble, "no, no, no" , as I'm led out of the bar and out to the car. Thank god I'm finally going home.
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