”She let out a sad sounding moan while tonguing the head of my cock. “I need more than my fingers. You can still come all over me if you want, but...I need this cock inside me.” She kissed my cock. “Please.” Another kiss. “Please.” Yet another kiss. “Oh, please fuck me.”I didn’t really need that much convincing. I moved my hand under her arm and lifted. She stood up instantly.“Hurry,” she implored as she turned around and bent over the bar, with her tits resting on it.She wasn’t kidding about. He showed him the three tables that he was serving that night and told him that for the first hour he was to shadow him and then he would be responsible for one table.The club was just opening its doors so it was not too busy. As they stood near the bar talking, a woman dressed in a dark blue suit, the pencil skirt hugging her ass while her white button-down blouse struggled to contain her breasts, strolled confidently into the club, presenting her ID to the doorman. Once that was done, she. Becki was the first out of her clothes, followed by Molly and then Gemma, who could not resist a quick snog and couldn't really concentrate because they were busy fingering each other's cunt. A light application of suntan oil to her pubes and the unit slid snugly up Becki's thighs and into position. Mike turned on the new feature – a miniature web cam fitted to one leg strap and pointing straight up Becki's pretty arse, displaying the live picture over Bluetooth onto his mobile phone. He. "Private box, main balcony," Kevin said, flashing the tickets.Sherry's first thought was no. It was very flattering, but he was just a kid; maybe a very handsome one but still a kid. Then again, she hadn't been out on a date since the divorce and she really wanted to see the play. Suddenly she felt excitement. It's crazy. She looked at the young man's handsome face and thought, why not, what would be the harm? "Will you be a gentleman?" Of course." Kevin's face lit up like a kid at Christmas..