“Chair dirty?” the waitress returned and gave us a churlish glance as she set our drinks on the table.“No Ma’am, I am being punished for tryin... to order for myself, and my daughter is being punished for talking out of turn,” I immediately responded.“Oh, you guys are into that kinky stuff? Well, I’ve got a cousin who is into whips and chains on Twitter. She makes good money posting pictures for OnlyFans,” the waitress hustled away. She didn’t seem to care that we were dressed like kinky little. That’s the last I clearly remember that night.The rest of the events are confused flashes of memory. I was dancing, someone was grabbing my butt, or maybe I was grabbing someone’s butt. Then I someone tried to stop me from stripping, or maybe I was stripping in the hotel room, or maybe I was undressing under the shower to take a bath.It is all a confusing dream that I barely remember. This brings me to my problem. Please doc, help me, tell me what should I do…?The next morning when I woke up, I. I can clearly see everything her booms and her pussy with small hair my chootu ready to play game in my shorts it coming out I adjusted it and sleep like a innocent she is sleeping beside me I am in corner of the bed she is another side touching to wall I want to see her but I con’t.after some time I see I am touching to her body her booms are near to my face I can visible her nipple it is in dark brown and her body was in white and her pussy like a little pink rose flower with black small. He looked at her body appreciatively, kneading her breasts in turn and looking at her glistening trimmed pussy. How had he missed that she could look like this all these years? As he gazed at her, eyes closed and completely at his mercy, he thought about simply taking his cock and slipping it into her inviting pussy. He was hard enough already, but he felt like he wanted to repay the oral pleasure she had given him. At least, that should be first. Sharon willingly opened her.