“Is that a cellphone in your pocket or are you just happy to see me”I grinned at her“Maybe my cellphone is happy to see you”She leaned back la...ghing. After a few minutes of her foot massaging my now achingly hard cock, the waiter came around with the check, I got out my wallet and paid him along with a healthy tip. We got up and for the first time in my life I was happy that I prefer baggy clothing and boxers, it did it’s bit of hiding away my erection from the rest of the people, as we left I. Aside from the more urgent pains in her orifices, her jaw was sore presumably from being held open by the gag. Her back and thighs and arms ached from being locked into position for what was probably hours. There was a little bruising around her wrists and ankles where she had occasionally strained or pulled against the cuffs. She slowly stood up and stretched out her muscles, wincing as her calves cramped a little. She flicked on the light and inspected herself in the mirror, when she noticed. ”She came over and gave me a huge warm hug. “There, there,” she soothed. “It must have been quite a dream you were having. You were mumbling all sorts.”“Yes … well… I suppose. It was all so vivid though… so real!” I said. “Hell-fire!”“You were stiff as a pole too,” she ribbed, grabbing my cock and giving it a squeeze. “Were you being a naughty boy?” I feigned an indignant look. “Put the kettle on,” I said. “I need the loo.”“We’re making our own coffee?” she asked in dismay as I started towards. "Take them off with your teeth?" He obliged there too, and let his tongue work down her belly to the valley of her groin and the soft wet lips of her pussy. Gripping the material between his teeth, Charlie pulled the knickers down her legs. Sally pulled her knees up in one action to let her feet slip out of them and spread her legs across the Porsche. The perfect shape of her little vagina, glistening in the sun, was too much for Charlie, and he just thrust his mouth against it and.