Not used to seeing strangers. He had a stained white apron tied under his armpits and again around the waist.“Down the hall, Setters on the right.�...Pointers on the left.It wasn’t filthy. I mean I wouldn’t eat out of the sink, but enough paper towels were available to make me sanitarily comfy.I sipped my whiskey, not bad. Two regulars at a table behind me were in the middle of a mild spat, “Dubrowski said Chicago is supposed to be okay, not that different from a city.”“Dubrowski! Dubrowski’s. She laid against me toying with my chest hair. I pulled her head up and gave her a kiss. She snuck her tongue in and I tasted the sour salty taste of my cum. I instantly grew hard imagining her lips around my cock and she noticed. “I’ll take that as a yes.” She straddled me rubbing her pussy over my hard dick as she leaned down and started kissing me. I noticed she was sopping wet, and as she leaned away for a breath I said. “Apparently I am not the only one. Your soaking wet, and your panties. You’ll need it this Sunday at three.”“What for?”“At our wedding, I have been short a groomsman and an escort for Becky. You will fit the bill nicely.” Sandy and Becky both smiled broadly. I looked at him and nodded toward them. I continued, “Thank you for agreeing.“Now, if you want, you can add to your schedule. We are serving breakfast here Sunday morning at eight thirty. Then, it’s off to Sunday school and church. We’ll go to lunch, spruce up a little here, and return for our wedding.“You do. I knew that was ice again. Then again I felt tongue over my ass hole. And after that my butts started getting spanked hard with hands by Om. After that I felt something different getting on my butts. I was feeling pain and excitement. Then I thought I was getting spanked with leather belt. I moaned hard and then there was cock in my mouth. So I couldn’t moan. Then someone (I guess it was Om). He slept over me and started fucking me in traditional style. He holds my hands with his and started.