When the hostess groaned behind them, the guys soaked their slacks and ran off. "I-I'm not hungry - for food - any longer. Can we just head out to my ...lace?"I broke a breadstick in half and pushed the rounded ends deep into her wet cauldron for later retrieval and devouring. Having left a huge tip in our performance, I scooped up Tina's clothes and we beat it out of there quickly, my dick still hard and too erect to stuff back into my slacks. It surged proudly with each swing and horrified. I suggested that as they had helped me have such a great orgasm by watching, then maybe it was only fair to give them something to wank over in exchange and it was guaranteed to make me hard enough again to give her the fucking she wanted.I opened up the car door and got out, walked around to the passenger door and let her out, holding her hand and leading her around to the front of the car. There was a picnic table and seat near the car so we walked over to it and I beckoned the group to. I expected the bartender to immediately ask for an ID. I know how old I look, and I get it all the time. The shocker came when he merely placed the glass in front of me instead. I kept the frown to myself though and sipped quietly. It was strong. Hoo boy it was strong. I was going to have an interesting time walking home if I indulged in too many more of these cups. It was around the third glass when the door opened again behind me, sending a shiver down my spine. Mildly irritated I glanced. I like my job, and I like the people I work with.”“Do they know about… this?”“My boss does,” she said. “They have a pro-LGBTQ+ hiring policy, so I put it on my CV. I think the rest of them have the impression that I am non-normative in some way, but I don’t talk about it, and they are fine with that. It’s really a great team, lovely and supportive.”“They probably think you are lesbian,” I offered.“Yes, that or asexual.”“I am glad you aren’t asexual!” I said, laying my hand on her cock, which.
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