Part of our plan was that she was to flirt with the bartender and order drinks with sexual innuendo, but barely acknowledge me. When the bartender ask...d what she wanted, she ordered a Sex on the Beach, and when he repeated it back to her, she said, “Since there aren’t any beaches around, I’ll settle for the drink.” If he had been drinking any liquid, he would have spat it out right there. She continued to flirt with him, and give him the impression that she was his for the taking. The two other. Your wife's pyssy is going to love it. Mike guided the head between my wife's wet swollen pussy lips. Then while holding onto her hips he pulled her back onto his cock. She let go of the tailgate and stood up right as he still pushed into her. When he was buried deep into her he moved his hands to cup her tits. They both stood dead still for a while. My wife looked at me and with lust in her eyes she mouthed Oh my God. Up until then I had said a word. I spoke up and asked her if it felt good.. Being a true consummate professional, she had only covertlyglanced at the kinky things she saw going on down there.The rules were simple for any of the supply staff. Move in. Ignore allyou see. Deliver the goods. Get out. Rule of thumb was to never, everengage with any of the patrons. After all, there was a significant bonusat stake to everyone involved.With a subdued smile on her face, she listened to the "clack-clack-clack" of her stilettos. The response among the kitchen staff was thebest;. As my hand moved down it brushed against his manhood, if that would be the proper name. God! Talk about something not at all unimposing, it was hard, hot and seemed more like a coiled snake, waiting to strike than a part of this gentle man.By the time I was done with the itching, I wanted to explore more fully what a man was all about, and who better than this man who had kept me warm the last few nights? The palm of my hand ran along the length of it as I moved to lay my arm back on his chest..