I got to the restaurant at 11:45, the reservation was for 12:00, but the table was ready so they showed me to the table. It was near the back, set up ...gainst the wall and was a small semi-circular booth. I sat on one side and waited for my ladies. When they showed up I wasn’t disappointed. Cindy had worn a short plaid skirt that was about mid-thigh and a white button down blouse. It was almost the school girl look and I could just make out her areolas showing through the material. Sam had worn. That double shockliterally brought me to my knees.Thomas undid his pants and slid them down to his ankles then he sat backdown in his chair and said, "Stand slave and face me then straddle me andwiggle down on my hard cock."Getting back up on my feet in five inch heels with my hands cuffed behindme was not easy, but I did it. Then I had to spread my legs pretty wide toget in place but with a little wiggling I managed to get my legs on eitherside of him and, as he held his cock in place, I was. He'd thought that perhaps some divine intervention might make him more attractive to the young girls he so coveted. Or that perhaps a young filly who was attracted to his type would be brought to him. He hadn't imagined, in any way, shape, or form, that he would become one of those young, if a bit older than he usually chased after, beautiful women he watched out on the dance floor nearly every night. And yet how could he deny the myriad new and unaccustomed sensation his body was feeding into. A letter to Signor Cupid from a customer named Giacomo, who was smitten with the waitress. He’d longed to say something to her for ages and hoped Signor Cupid might be able to have a word with Ramona on his behalf.There weren’t many customers at this hour, and only one waitress. He drank his coffee and waited patiently for her to come by his table. The waitress took note of the mask that Troy wore and made her way to him.“Something I can get for you, Signor?” The young woman asked in Italian,.