Jessica was getting a couple stares from people in the restaurant. Jessica reached for her napkin, wanting to clean her face and her hands. I stopped ...er. What did I say? No napkin. My slut wipes her hands on her dress. Jessica froze, her hand inches from the napkin. She looked down at it, then slowly began wiping her hands on the bottom of her dress. She cleaned her mouth of with her fingers, wiping that on her dress as well. Good. Now, the fish. She slowly started to eat the fish, tearing. After a few more minutes she got up and went to shower accompanied by the other girls who had been watching and who now also wanted now to freshen up, I in followed them into the bathroom with my cock still rock hard but when I looked into the mirror I was shocked at the face that stared back at me, my whole lower face was coated in cum, my hair was a mess and I looked completely shattered, I filled the wash hand basin and washed my face and hair, “ do you want me to take care of that” Debbie. "Brett stood, bent over a bit, and shuffled off around her to the fence, walking behind it and stopping in his tracks when he saw the glistening grass, fresh with the sexy GILF's piss. His cock was in full bloom now as he walked to it, looking behind and around him, before he knelt and bent his face to it. The pungent piss smell was sharp and clear, and his dick felt like it would explode. He inhaled deeply, fisting his cock after pulling it out of his suit, leaning further and now licking. " He dragged Donna forward by her hair until he reached the standing bar in the center of the room. "But our special guest will be here soon, and I want to get this piece of slutty shit ready for him and I need all of your help. Bitch, on the bar and on your back."Donna rose up and almost slithered onto the bar, not wanting to stand upright for fear that Tom would punish her, not wanting to meet any of the lewd gazes that were directed at her. When she got on top of the bar, she turned slowly.