We have two reservations under Rodgers.”The French man checked the open notepad on the podium and nodded. “You and your mother can follow me, mons...eur.”They were led into a dimly lit room full of tables with fancy-looking people in shimmering dresses and expensive Italian suits and were seated in the corner. The maître d' left to let them decide on their meals.Picking up his menu that was already on the table, Ben tried to read the foreign-sounding names and laughed. “Looks like I was right. I. At night she had wild dreams. In them she was being fucked by armies of men.They were fucking her not only in her pussy but in her mouth and her ass too. They had cocks of all sizes, but as the crowds of men finished with her she would see her brother, her father, and her uncle emerging through dream mists.They were all naked, and all holding their huge cocks in their hands. At that point Shari would suddenly wake up, panting, shivering all over with sexual excitement.She knew that no matter. It took some time to adjustthem to her satisfaction so that there was no sense of pull on any part ofthe flesh, only pressure forcing it through the slot. She had to draw the fleshstraight to prevent creases. The manipulations had made her clit perk up again,demanding attention. It pressed against the sides of the slot and the pressureadded to the stimulus. She stroked it briefly causing it to throb. It seemednot to realise its imminent demise, or perhaps it was making one final requestbefore. It embarrassed her knowing Jake had listened to her and Dom late at night, to the sounds they'd both made as they lost themselves in each other. More than that, it hurt knowing he was prepared to throw away all the years they'd had together for something that had no chance of developing. "I'm not asking for anything. I'm not making demands on you. This won't go any further than what's happening between us right now." Jake trailed a fingertip across her collarbone and she couldn't help but.