" His face clouded and he tensed like he was going to storm out of the bar, but I stopped him with, "And I wish to have your cock in my mouth when it ...appens. I also want you to help me choose who it will be." This seemed to completely disconcert him. "None of this will happen until after I've served you while you've fucked another woman that I've helped you to choose. While we finish our drinks, you can decide whether to accept my offer now, or to leave, or to hear the rest of my offer in the. “And your nipple sits on top of your…..” He continued.“My breasts.” She answered.The third open-hand slap came quickly, and my wife never saw it coming. My wife yelped just a bit and a red area was now clearly visible on the side of her very round breasts.“TIT” Dave announced proudly, “The correct answer is TIT. Mothers have breasts… sluts have Tits.”“Yes Sir” my wife responded.“Good girl” praised Dave, “Let’s continue.”He then released her nipple and fingered between her legs.“And this?” He. ” More and more calls came out of the crowd as we moved forward acting like two sex demons. Somebody screamed, “HEY! God damn it I want to see that son of a bitch fuck for his supper!!” Some people in the crowd started yelling back for the foul mouth to watch his language and some more yelling followed and I worried about a fight. Some woman back in the mass of onlookers said, “I’ll do him.” I decided that acting aroused amidst the crowd was maybe not a good idea. We were inciting a riot and. "Ahhhhhh!!!!" you grunted. And just collapsed on her. You pulled out of her and let your juices flow out of her dripping cunt. She quivered as she felt her gushing. You helped her down the table, and she saw you stare at her. "I can't get enough of you baby," you said. She felt your hardened cock teasing her slit. "Hmmmmm," she could hardly resist that. Just as you were ready to satisfy her one more time, you heard a timid knocking at your office door. You were about to ignore it when it.