" He looks down to see indeed that you have left a sticky mess on the seat. Several of the men from other tables strain to see it as well. He retur...s with the napkin and starts to wipe it up. "Oh no, give the napkin to me." I hold it in my hand until you return to the table. Now, more eyes are on you as many have heard my comment. You look nervously around wondering what they are all talking about. When you get to the table, I hand you the napkin and instruct you to clean up your mess. . I was about to pass out, when he finally removed My Lord Cock from my throatand let me breathe. I collapsed at his feet, breathing hard and gratefully. ?Now that's rude,? he said, and I heard his deep, commanding voice for thefirst time. ?That's my cock juice you just spat out. Lick it up.? I was stillcoughing and trying to breathe easily, so I didn't respond immediately. Hisfoot kicked my tit and I got the message and put my face to the floor, lookingfor wet spots on the dirty floor and. .. hard as a bullet ... her grasping talon of a hand cupping my balls and package though my black jeans .. ripping the zippier down .. ….seeking to find my throbbing cock !! .. ripping through my under shirt and boxers .. grasping in her jeweled fingers .. and pulling into the moonlight my many veined penis ...Diana violently used her elbow to shove me back on the seat as she began to suck my pulsating member with the glee I've never seen before and haven’t since .. grasping my prick with both. .." Oh god!" She looked shocked and came up to me. "You shouldn't have heard that. I'm sorry." Is he still here?" No. He left early." She waved her hand, trying to dismiss the whole event. She took hold of me and hugged me. "I'm sorry this is so hard." She held me, both of us standing, her arms up around my neck. I put my arms around her, felling her slim body through her robe. She smelled good, faintly of sweat and her perfume, familiar, like she smelled in the morning when we used to wake up.