And he did. He did. He wanted his mouth around her warm hot cock. He wanted to suck on her bulbous head and let it slide into his mouth and as far dow... his throat as he could get it.Stephie reached down and pushed his hand away.“Is something wrong?” asked Mattea.“It will be if I stand up right now, and we need to go somewhere.”Mattea smiled and licked his lips.Stephie looked around the pub. The toilets were upstairs, but she shook her head; they would be too small and would be too busy at this. Yeah, that's good. Erica, stroke your clit for my pleasure. Casey, tell us something about yourself," I commanded the girls, while June winked at us."Gwen Evans, right? Casey Jones here. Yeah, funny, I know. But that's my maiden name and I like being named after a hero. I reverted to it on purpose when I divorced that jackal Percy. He's your type. Perhaps you can get with him when you tire of Dafyd. I don't care. What I do care about it is that your ex-husband is going to fuck my ass right on. I applied some delay spray on my dick as it takes a few minutes to show its reaction. As per the plan, I had to take off her clothes completely.I placed them on the floor in such a way that she feels that she has taken those off herself. I started by taking off her salwar. It was not a difficult task. She was opening and closing her eyes but could not stop anything. After getting the salwar down to her feet, I lift her legs one by one to remove it completely.To add some fun, I turn-on one of. “Who is this?” It is him, that voice that owns her but it comes from a speaker, somewhere in the atrium. Her skin sparkles to life.“It’s Nikki.” she laughs at the absurdity of the question. Who the Hell else would be showing up at the specific time he’d asked her to?“In this space, there is no Nikki.”Her shoulders sag a bit. She’s pissed him off, she can hear that. The banana bread was such a bad idea. He just isn’t like that. At all.Still up for the game though, she has an idea on how to.