Not once. Sally was expecting no less, so as it was their last night together, she decided to give him something to remember her by.Once he started to...get close to cumming, she stuck her pre lubed finger right up his arse. "I kept beckoning him with my finger while he came, and I milked that asshole dry" were her exact words.By this stage I was just about ready to come myself, and it showed. Sally laughed, gave my tent pole a light slap and walked past me to the toilet. I could not stop. “Good evening, ma’am. Good evening sir. Could I interest you in something from the bar? Some wine for your meal, perhaps?”I take a chance, and order a bottle of Bella Union 2016 Cabernet Sauvignon. The waiter recommends it, espousing all of its particulars in impressive sommelier jibberish, all the while stealing furtive glances at Kate’s stunning features. After he leaves, I ask, “I think that waiter was all but undressing you with his eyes, Kate, as he dazzled us with his Napa Valley. I listened to my ipod for about half an hour when her head rolled on to my shoulder. She snuggled in closer, man she was so warm. Her hair fell across my arm, and I couldn't resist the urge to stroke it. It was probably one of her best features, apart from her bright green eyes. Her hair felt so smooth, it was shiny, silky, long, one of the things that made me fancy her two years ago. I put my head on her and closed me eyes, hand around a lock of her hair, in a position where I could smell the. It was about 9:00 am on Sunday morning and the parking lot was half full of cars and men and women walking to and from their cars. Don stopped his truck just inside the drive and said, “Get the fuck out until the next time.”“But Sir, my car is parked on the other side of the parking lot. Please take me over there.”Don looked at me with no sympathy and simply pointed at me. I looked around, opened the door and started running toward my Honda. Maybe a half dozen people stopped and looked at me as.