I was sitting there a moment before a waitress came over to the table. She was about 5 foot 4 inches tall, very skinny shoulder length brown hair, and...a beautiful face. My first thought was that she couldn’t be a day older than sixteen, but this was a bar and she was a waitress that meant she was at least eighteen. She handed me a menu. “Hi, my name is Holly and I will be your server tonite, can I get you a drink?”. I ordered a drink, not alcohol, I am only 18. She acted very stressed out,. Despite the amateurish movements of Miranda's tongue, Candy could tell that the other woman enjoyed getting her off, the massive climax rippling through her core as the raven haired woman continued licking, pressing her fingers up against her g-spot in just the right way. Her wordless scream rocked her body, in tandem with the shockwaves of her delicious climax, for what seemed like an endless ripple of pleasure. Satisfied, Candy let go of her legs, spreading them wide and dropping them to the. She gasp as I slowly pinched on her erect nipples with my teeth and lightly pinched the other one with my fingers. Her sweet moans growing more intense as it is making my cock hard again as it comes into contact with her drenched slit. I looked up at her, her eyes closed, beginning to sweat and heaving from the please, I smile and slowly move back and forth, rubbing my cock on her pussy lips as I sucked on her nipples. I could hear that voice in my head screaming to penetrate her and make her. When he’d finished I was told to wash the plates, hoover and dust and sort out the laundry. I mopped the bathroom and polished the shower glass and folded new towels onto the rail. I checked on him in the bedroom and he was sleeping so I closed the door and hoovered the rest of the apartment. As I stood near the door I looked back at the bedroom door. It was closed and I tried the front door. I knew it would be locked but I had to try. Had it been unlocked, would I have tottered out in my red.