”I nodded. “Well, we’re not gonna figure it out here,” I said lightly and looked at Brad, who was happily playing with his food. “Let’s ge... out of here and go back to my place. I’ve got a bed coming this afternoon and need to be there to receive it.”We gathered up little Brad and put him in his car seat for the drive. He was really a good kid. He didn’t scream or cry or bitch when we had to leave. He made minimal mess and ate a reasonable amount. It was impressive and I knew it was because his. ’ She kept sitting down and lifting up as if she was riding a real cock. The view in the mirror showed how her pussy lips were both stretched and gripping the dildo. After several more fast strokes, she quickly got off the dildo, got onto all fours beside it and then deep throated it. I watched her throat expand as the dildo passed into it. She definitely had my attention. She pulled up and smiled at the camera and then said, ‘I love the way I taste after a good fuck, almost as much as I love. The guy in the next booth lasted a lot longer than I imagined. Candy looked as though she could pass out as she had already cum so many times. Then, they both fell silent. I heard the wall creaking against his weight. I could hear his moans of an orgasm. I know I just imagined it, but I heard his hot stream of cum splash against Candy's vagina walls.They separated. His cock dangled through the glory hole. I watched as the remaining drips of cum fell off of it. Candy grabbed at me saying,. “Well, one of the suggestions was ‘the art of the dominatrix’. Take my advice. Don’t go there.”It was all Allison could do to stop herself from either joining in and recommending enthusiastic ally the BDSM lifestyle or running off and hiding. The two girls looked around and realised Allison was waiting. “Oh, sorry Alli. Here, it’s free now.”“Thanks,” said Allison, wondering how she’d have responded if she’d been at the dinner party. She made her choice of drink and was waiting for the machine.