"Well what do we have here. You lost sweet thing?" I am not, as a matter of fact. If you gentlemen would kindly stepaside, I'll be on my way" showing ...o signs of being intimidated. Theirmacho, predatory posturing sickened her."Baby wants us to move Nate," said the black thug to his friend notmoving. Angela could detect a hint of French in his accent: he mostlikely was from some immigrant family.The white tattooed man nodded and smirked in return "Sure thing, wegonna move, 'soon as you pay the. He grabs his empty plate and fishes a larger bundle of pasta than mine, and follows on with the sauce and the cheese, just like how I did mine. My capacity to speak was still lost on me, but my motor neurons finally kick in and I continue eating my dinner. This time in smaller bites, nibbling at each strand of linguine. In between bites I peek at his body and blush. He notices my gaze as he wolfs down his pasta. Setting my plate on the table, I take a sip of the champagne to quench my thirst.. Being young and virile it didn't take me very long before I came in his mouth but he continued to suck and eventually I had to push his head off, even then he licked my cock of every bit of cum he could find. Alan was banging away at his arse and shortly said I'm cumming and filled his arse with all he had. After we had taken a rest to recover,he brought in wet flannels and towels so we could clean up, put the kettle on and made us tea. The older guy asked if we could stay the night but Alan. He smiled at me and relieved himself in the urinal.“That was quite a show you put on out there,” he said. I looked at him in the mirror and smiled back.“Thanks. Were you one of my co-stars?” I asked licking my lips. He laughed gently and zipped himself up and walked to the sink.“No, there wasn’t a lot of room. You’re quite popular.” I laughed slightly and smiled thanking him again.“I’m more of a one on one guy anyway,” he said pulling down the paper towels to dry his hands. I closed my.