“Monsieur.” Eli’s heart raced in his chest, raced like it did when he put the blade to his scull each morning on the river, raced like when cold...air blew in your lungs while you held a running start. “Monsieur, I am going to touch you.”He pulled hard, his arms stretched awkwardly over the back of the counter, his body taut and going no where. The harder he pulled the more their bodies collided with solid chest meeting solid chest and his cock bouncing off the abdomen of the frenchman, his. “Do you want me to do something about this?” she questioned. Charlie stuttered, his eyes flashing from Emma’s crotch, to her face, then onto John’s face. John urged him on, “Go on Charlie, I’m just here to watch. She’s great at sorting out an inconvenient hard on.” Without waiting for any confirmation, she began to unzip his jeans. She pulled down his shorts and his solid hard cock sprung out. He must’ve been in pain with that locked away in his jeans. His cock was long, and it was pumped. I thinkit's going to make you squirm like crazy! Perhaps we'll try it out tomorrow.Would you like that?? ?Oh, dear ? probably not, but I guess I'm going to get it anyway,? she groaned,and elicited laughter from Frank and his mother. ?All righty, then! Here we go. Just for you,? Don beamed as he returned holdingout a small whip. ?Or more accurately, just for your little pussy. I thinkthis is just gonna sting the hell out of you down there between your legs!? His words made Cara gasp in dismay. She told me how good we lookedtogether.After refreshing our make up we returned to our booth. Both guys stood upand let us slide into the booth. I could feel Jim watching my legs as myskirt rose up revealing the lacy welts of my stockings. I quickly adjustedmy dress as he sat down and took a swallow of my drink to calm my nerves.Dan had his arm around Jill's shoulders and she was leaning close to himas they talked. Jim put his arm around me as he told me what a good dancerI was and how much he.