The waitress brought our coffee and tea and disappeared. My wife never took her finger out if her pussy. I fixed my coffee while she continued to mast...rbate. When I put down my spoon I reached under the table and touched her thigh. She let a whispery moan escape her lips. Her finger was moving faster. I lightly scraped my nails on her thigh and she managed to stifle a gasp, but started to cum regardless. She looked me in the eye and smiled as she felt the first wave coming. It took all of her. Suddenly, Babs moved back down between the other girl's legs and fastened her hungry mouth on Carol's horny cunt."Babs! Ohhhhhhhh, God, Babs!" Carol screamed.Babs raised her face from her sister's crotch and grinned up at the younger girl."You like that, don't you?" she asked lewdly."Oh, God, yessss, Babs, lick my pussy!" Carol cried as she threw her head back and forth from side to side on the table."That's just what I have in mind. See, Carol? I told you I could fix your poor sore little. I directed her to the counter to pay for it.Upon exiting the store, my cock stiffened at all the attention Nikki attracted inside. I couldn't wait to take her home. The pornographic film played in the background, the sounds of sucking and fucking pervaded the room. Nikki turned to face me. I looked over the slut. I attached the leash to Nikki's collar. The married woman standing before me was now my willing slut. My slave. Nikki was under my full control.I pulled forward with the chain. They only had to wait seven minutes, Elaine had checked her watch at the start, before a more cheerful looking Alan emerged carrying a glass. “I know it’s early in the day,” he said, “but I’m having a Laphroaig. Sarah’s bringing you a large sherry Mum. What about you Robert – a wee dram? Marg? Domestos and tonic water perhaps?” “I’ll join you in a glass if I may Alan? Margot can drive us back, she kept giving me instructions all the way here anyway. Obviously she doesn’t want me as a chauffeur.