She drops to her knees again and rips my trousers completely off. I pull myself up onto her desk and lay down as she softly licks from the top of my n...w throbbing cock all the way down my shaft. To my surprise she kept running her tongue down as I spread my legs wider, yearning for more. Her tongue slowly glided down to the edge of my asshole as her hand wanks my cock. The sensation of her tongue slowly opening my naughty little hole is incredible. I feel like I'm about to explode. I can't. . maybe it was better she was gone before that tension was broken by something we might regret. I still visited the restaurant, though, probably unconsciously hoping to see her again, or just revisiting my memories of her.Just when I had given up a few weeks later and decided on one last visit, she appeared. The restaurant dining room was empty and she stood facing away from me near the counter. There were two guys arguing near the drink and condiment station while she talked with the. It was part of the job and they just kept going, so she made herself do the same, going back to working hard as he thrust, finding it strangely enjoyable as she got back to trying to please him. Another hard stab into her throat made her throw up again, that barrier broken now, her petite frame heaving as she gagged hard. He pulled out just in time for her to throw up, another thick burst erupting from her mouth and running down her cheeks and face, but now she didn't turn, wanting to carry on. Take off your pants. My cunt has been aching for you since I caught you staring at my tits. They look better without this shirt, see?Touch them. Oh yes! Your tongue feels good on my nipples.We shouldn’t? Of course not! That’s what makes it so hot!Lick me. Yes, just like that. You feel so fucking good. It’s ok; you can finger my ass too. I like that. Deeper! Harder! Treat me like a toy!Don’t pull away. Be a good boy and finish your meal. Yes, that’s it. You’re going to make me cum.Oh fuck, yes!.