She was thicker than the last time I saw her but it suited her. We made small talk with the people around the table and dinner was served. While takin... a bite of the entrée I felt Jennies left hand move to my inner thigh and eventually firmly grip my cock. I almost choked on a piece of chicken. Looking at her, she smiled and playfully forked a green bean into her mouth. By the time the music started playing she had managed to get my zipper down and her hand was beneath my dress pants groping my. .After what seemed an age, more footsteps and then a txt appeared on my phone, it read:"You will pack up your stuff, staying dressed as you are, you will come out, hand your rucksack to me and then we will walk outside, as you are."bloody hell! I thought!!Then another one arrived (As I was still taking the other one in!) "When we have had a walk, I want people to have you on your own in the disabled loo's, you will be safe, I will stay and look after you, master"So, being the good little sub, I. Her lips parted wider slipping sensually over the ridge of the bulbous head, slowly gliding down the now pulsing shaft several inches. I felt the extreme heat of her mouth as her fingers gently cupped the heavy sack immediately below. With only a bit of difficulty I managed to lift my hips to slide my pants lower giving her more and better access.I suppose, like most any other man, the oozing of liquid was normal and Sandy didn't hesitate for a second. Her cheeks caved in as I felt the suction. ‘You were squishing me!’ I continued to groan. ‘Well, sorry!’ Riley rolled her eyes sarcastically. ‘Um…’ I said as I started blinking and adjusting my eyes to the light,’What time is it Rialz?’ I continued asking her. ‘I don’t know, but stop calling me Rialz!’ Riley demanded. ‘Okay! God! Oh well, I can’t wait for the Britney Spears concert tonight!’ I screeched. ‘I know, I can’t wait to meet her!’ Riley said excited. ‘Do you want to know one of my bisexual fantasies about Britney?’ I asked.