Not only did she miss another orgasm, this time one that fell on a Sunday and accordingly she couldn't give him a blowjob. He had already spontaneousl... cancelled her last opening. Apparently she was too dependent on sex despite his upbringing. She hoped that the lock-in period, which had been extended by another month, would change her mind again. At the moment, the feeling of not being allowed to come only made her even more horny. Almost as if her chastity belt did not lower her lust, but. I stand at one end of the bar, most people are sitting down and there is only one group standing up. These are my targets for tonight. Two older women and four younger women. I check them out and guess that it is some kind of mother daughter thing, maybe a birthday drink. They are chatting away to each other and look happy.The woman behind the bar comes to serve me. I order a gin and tonic, which I will drink very slowly and two bottles of Prosecco for the group of women. I give the woman. My he was big. His pole now stood nearly 8” and it was as thick as a carrot. Now it was leaking with precum.“Ranaji please do me hard tonight I am hungry and ready,” I said. Rana smiled and pulled the cord of my petticoat and allowed it to fall down. Then he hooked his thumbs in my sating panties and pulled them down too. I had shaved that morning so I was hairless there. Rana put his palm on my pussylips and squeezed. I moaned and dug my fingers in his shoulders. We stood like that gently. I smiled when I made brief eye contact with the women, being demure with the men. But the men looked…and watched. I could almost feel some turn around, my legs went hot again, the perfume floated around me. My head buzzed! Click, click, click…I was wondering about the uniform as I strolled. The eyes were a beautiful caramel color, exuding seemingly deep pools of warmth and strength. My thoughts drifted to chocolate thighs, and firm butts and a smooth oiled chest….too much Flickr for me I guess..