I could feel their weight which added to the sensation. Leaving a patch of kissed down my body the next linked to the last I felt his warm breath upon...my thigh as he broke the seal of the cup above. The cool night air rushed to it, though tied I could tell there was a difference down there, I pulled at my restraints but with no luck of breaking their hold. His familiar mouth didn’t feel so, everything was magnified somehow. It took very few laps of his tongue to cause my second climax of the. . I mean if you saw her on her own would you have known she was gay?”“Didn’t you see her earring?”“No. What about it?”“She was wearing a black triangle as an earring.”“Well what the fuck does that mean?”“It’s a lesbian identification symbol Nicky. Gay men use a pink triangle as a gay symbol and lesbians a black one. They’re taken from the triangles that were obliged to be worn by gay inmates of the Nazi concentration camps of World War Two.”“You mean lesbians had to wear a black triangle on. The girls had asked if they could wait until they had eaten and watched him play some poker before they came back to the room and fucked the rest of the night. Clete liked that idea, he was hungry and itchin’ for a good poker game; besides that, pussy don’t spoil.The dining room was smaller than the one in Kansas City, but then not many west of the Mississippi will ever match that one, until one gets to San Francisco, that is.The waiter had already been informed to provide the best service and. The attendant was making soft slurping sounds as my slut blushed and pulled at her restrains."This is NOT a spectator sport" I reminded my slut, as I again pinched her nipple. "Lick Me clean. We both are on a schedule today."She hungerly sucked my limp cock into her slut mouth and sucked and licked me clean as the oral stimulations for the attendant seemed to be stirring a second orgasm in her."Keep focused on your Daddy's cock" I reminder her, releasing her hard little nipple.Once I was.