The bar manager walks over to the booth after they leave, touching her unconscious body with his hand and tucking a small portion of his pay into his pocket. He glances at the cash tucked between her breasts and the sticky mess on her thighs, shaking his head with a bored huff.

He carries her to his private back room, wiping all the sticky cum off her soft body with a warm cloth. His hands linger on her skin, his cock straining against his pants just from touching her.He climbed into the bed, hovering over her, breathing in her scent, and pressed his mouth to her nipple. He sucked them, smearing his saliva on the nipple.