The owner gave his cock a nice hard rub between my bum cheeks as his hands grabbed my tits from behind. He pinched and tweaked my nipples till they we...e hard, which was within seconds. Mmmmm…..that felt so good. If I had a vagina, it would now have been wet. We were then sent back out to mingle with the guests, but with no need to carry our drinks trays anymore. Our purpose and role had clearly changed. The waiters and other waitresses dispersed around the guests and all of us were in. ‘Sh-she won’t,’ I said in a small voice. Ian didn’t say anything more. Taking up his jacket, finding his tie, he headed to the door. ‘I hope you’re right,’ he said, then stepped out into the cool night air. I stared at the door for a long time, long after Ian was gone. Tears streamed down my face, soaked into my shirt. ‘I won’t break your heart, Ian,’ I said. ‘I promise.’ *** I didn’t talk to Ian about that night, nor did I ever bring it up with Cleo. But Ian’s tale revealed my ‘madam’ in a. Vanessa begin to cry as my dick worked into her sopping wet vagina, after a few strokes I went back to sucking her juicy cunt. It was getting light out side and I was still sucking and licking Vanessa's cunt. My cock was so hard that it was aching to be relieve. I decide to push my luck one more time, I undid her ankles and turned her to her side. Vanessa didn't want to go on her side, so I lifted her legs over my shoulders and parted her ass cheeks with my rigid cock. When I saw her. She made sure I remembered where she lived, and agreed to be ready at seven-thirty.Now to take care of a couple of loose ends:First, I went to see Danny. This wasn't something you trusted to a telephone conversation; I needed to look him in the eye to get his reaction. I told him about meeting Marie at the pond and taking her home. I didn't tell him that I'd been unable to get her out of my mind, or that I was nervous as hell. Danny scoffed, saying there was nothing to explain. He was cool with.