She roared, “Bare tits are legal in NY and I don’t see any sign that says I can’t eat topless.” He silently pointed to an inconspicuous, frame..., sign that read:We reserve the right to refuse service to anyone at any time.He smiled a creepy smile while staring at my wife’s tits. One of the younger diners abruptly stood up opposite her date and nervously stuttered, “S-S-She’s right. It’s legal and it’s our choice, so... “ The manager and the other two dozen diners, stock-still, watched her slowly. At the same time I felt my butt cheeks being spread and a warm tongue began tracing the crack in my ass, teasing my dark hole. As I was sucking and licking the cock that was filling my mouth, the tongue that was caressing my butt was abruptly replaced by the head of a cock. A hard cock that quickly forced its way into my soaking pussy. With a big cock filling my mouth all I could manage was a deep throaty moan of pleasure. As the shaft thrust into me from behind it pushed me forward burying. For multiple reasons... Everyone was attending the party, no-one would care if you was gone for more than 5 minutes as we were all drinking and wanting to sneak off and find someone's jacket would be easy. I said to my friend that I'm going to 'freshen up' so that I needed the key code for the door, I was soon on my way but had one thing on my slightly drunk mind, finding her Topshop Bomber Jacket and having a good time with it... I soon found the corridor for our rooms and made sure that. The gold inlay on the platform gleams in the heavy candle light. The hardwood platform holds up what looks like a gold painted throne.The thing that gets my attention is the man sitting on the throne. He is short. Even with the throne to prop him up his feet dangle down like a child's. He has rich brown hair and a good complexion. He eyes are a watery blue. What really draws me is the amount of jewelry he is wearing. He must have gobs and gobs of gold chains around his neck, rings on every.