"Sure. What do we need?" My cock was rigid and rubbingfirmly in the crack of her ass. I had stopped moving, but she hadcontinued the motion, rising...on her toes and then slowly settlingdown. I cupped her breasts from the outside of her t-shirt. "A bag of cotton balls, some masking tape and a few other oddsand ends," she said matter-of-factly. My ears suddenly pricked up. It was not lost on me that the"fling" had happened on a Friday. Three weeks ago to the day, infact. But cotton. "Take it", he said. "Suck on my cock". I tried to stand but he put his meaty hand on my shoulder, so I stayed at cock sucking level. I started to explain that I wasn't here for that and I'm not gay and that I has only stumbled across these other two guys and was watching. It sounded crazy as I listened to myself. I was talking fast and probably too loud, because now the other two had stopped their activity and were coining over to where we were. Now I was surrounded. On one side there was this. Well now know that now you know how she likes it, you will be servicing her yourself in future. She sucked his cock so willingly and he walks around the front and pulls the dilo out, then he rubs the tip of his cock on her clitty and she screams with pleasure.He slides his cock inside her and gives her a good hard fucking and rubs her clitty at the same time. Then she insists that he 'does her like a bitch' bent over the table. He gives your wife a right hard time and she loves it. He slides. A couple of waiters came over, one that Shilla knew and the other had just joined the restaurant. Their smiles were wide and open and again Shilla and I were greeted like royalty. Shilla ordered drinks and then ordered a meal which contained a mixture of Kebabs. I opted for the same. “ What’s in those drinks I asked Shilla? They are so strong.” “ Oh they don’t use measures here and it’s their own local brew.” After I had drunk half of my drink I was beginning to feel a bit tipsy but in.