Tonight she wasn’t having any luck with that, and so she stopped trying to force it. Instead she turned her attention to getting ready and going ove... the set in her mind. She frowned as thoughts of Brody kept breaking through, she wasn’t used to anything taking her mind off a performance. ‘You okay, Ryan?’ Lara asked. She waved at Trout as he headed out to take care of the sound. ‘Hmmm? Yeah, I’m fine.’ Ryan slung her guitar on and adjusted it. ‘Just a little distracted, I guess. Nervous.’. At this point the cafe proprietor minced out of the kitchen, wearing just a fluffy pink apron, and when he turned around in front of Jenny – a back-less male thong – leaving her in no doubt what was going to happen. Rob got to his feet, trousers dropped to his ankles – slippery cock erect and ready to enter the cafe man. He lay across the table, backside right under Jenny’s nose. She was f0rced to watch her lover impaling himself into that arse over and over again. Then the worst thing happened. Then he was jerking, pumping his hot silky cum into her throat. His fingers relaxed their grasp. She raised her head slightly so she could suck the final drops from him, savouring the salty liquid, then she began to lick all over balls and cock, cleaning them thoroughly, emitting quiet little chirps of satisfaction as she cleaned. As his hands dropped to his sides and he lay breathing deep contented breaths, she pulled her mouth away and moved up to lie close beside him. She pushed her face. ’ ‘Why don’t ya sit over by the kitchen door. You can duck out the back if ya see him comin’.’ A soft voice over Bill’s shoulder said, ‘Grazie,’ making him smile. Taking their seats and pulling out the menus from behind the tableside jukebox song selector, Bill whispered, ‘See that wasn’t so bad was it? Now the whole diner is on your side.’ ‘Thanks, Melvin.’ Her menu trembled slightly. She put it back, saying, ‘I‘m not hungry,’ crossed her arms and began to rock, while staring out the window..