I fought a moan as I knew he would stop if I did, but I couldn't help it. A low moan escaped, and he quickly sat back. He simply looked at me then. He...began at my feet and his eyes slowly traveled up my body, leaving a fiery path behind. I began trembling, my body begging to be touched. I loved the way his eyes drank me in. The appreciative and hungry looks brought more wetness. A deep, low ache had begun."Please touch me," I pleaded.His eyes settled on my cunt as he said, "No, I want to watch. If you were to ask my friends and acquaintances what does Duke do, they might look off to the side, pausing for a moment or two, taking a gentle sip of their drink to buy time, to find the words and most would reply, well I’m not sure but I think he is in investments, I know he does something in real estate. But if pressed, no, really what does he do? A few, maybe five or six who know me well might grin, leer really, lean close and lower their voice, glance furtively from side to side, a quick. I worked, as much on auto-pilot as possible, and opened my mind to their thoughts as I drank in their words. I started work during a mealtime shift, obvious by the jam-packed crowd out front and the frenzy in the kitchen. The cook fed me something once the rush was over, and gave me time to sit on the ground behind the restaurant, near the big boilers that produced all the water for their cooking and washing. He sat beside me and motioning at my throat, examined my scar. He shook his head and. My legs quickly became weak so we changed position with me on my back on her bed and she on all fours sucking furiously. It was then when we hear the shower stop. Not wanting the blowjob to ever stop, I quickly covered us both with her blanket. Reading my mind, she kept on sucking.It was then I noticed that I could see into the bathroom. Kashish has left the door ajar and the gap was wide enough that I can see her wiping herself dry. So while my girlfriend was under the blanket licking my cock.