As a good hostess, Alex left me with a scotch atthe bar, and did a tour of the tables. She would wai to each table andthen ask if the guests had enjoy...d their meals. She spoke English mostly,but to a couple of tables with locals she switched into fluent Thai. Ihad learned to love the sound of the Thai language; its rhythms arealmost musical to listen to when spoken well. It gave me a chance towatch her as she moved about the restaurant. Alex would occasionallyglance back at me as she worked the. As he walked across the crowded concourse towards the Sbarro, a fixture at most airports, he looked around for Elizabeth, and caught sight of her walking from the opposite direction, she had not seen him, her purposeful strides making her curly hair bounce as it was loosely gathered on top of her head, her eyes were fixed and focused on the Sbarro as if staring would make him magically appear.Nick cast his mind back to the last time he had seen her, as she walked away from him, with no less. Suddenly, her hips stopped moving. "I am being so rude! I apologise!" she giggled as she pulled off my cock. She spun around and straddled me again, lowering her pussy and fully impaling herself. She dumped the contents of the plates together on one. "Community plate."Kamsy began to ride me again, while feeding me scrambled eggs and bacon with her fingers. Little bits of egg fell from her fingers onto her breasts, where I felt compelled to do clean up duty. Soon, she was placing the eggs on her. I didn’t want to seem too easy, so lingered as I unfastened my belt and pants, unzipping them slowly as she watched. I kicked off my loafers and lowered my pants across my hips, letting them fall from there. My enlarging penis, though not fully engorged was at just less than 12 inches, and as thick as her bicep. I stepped from the pants and leaned against the table edge, watching her drool over the size, and contemplate the fullness of it. She stepped up to me and whispered into my ear.