Snatched
The three men in the back of the bar had had too much to drink. The cocktail waitress brought them another round anyway; in spite of their crude language and wandering hands, they were really good tippers. Besides, they were regulars and she had balled each of them at least once in the past and she knew that, even drunk, they each could fuck up a storm. But the three men really weren't thinking bout fucking, at least not now. They were celebrating Andy's divorce, which had been settled today....
BDSM