I found Jan at the table just beginning to attack a roast beef sandwich that looked fantastic and the first thought that popped in my head was ‘I wa...t that one’. So, without so much as a hello I whispered our one word, Scrava. Jan immediately froze and fixed her eyes on me. There was no sense of any emotion in her them. She was simply waiting for instructions. Jan, that sandwich looks good. Give it to me. Without hesitation she handed it over and I dove in. It was every bit as good as it. I did get more than a few looks for my being in my uniform. I shugged them off and hurried to get done, untill I came around this one corner. She was stunning. Her long curly hair set off a face that just too my breath away. She was wearing a white summer dress with flowers that fit her curves to a tee. I came to a complete stop. She must of heard me catch my breath because she looked right into my eyes. Her smile lit up her face even more. If I had been further down the isle I would of looked. She was dressed in a black pleated skirt, white knee-high nylons and a white silk blouse with small kittens on it, along with her black lace-up boots. He watched as she crossed her legs, showing a good part of thigh and haunch in doing so. She looked better than when they first met. Her long eyelashes combined with the black eye-shadow made the whites jump out of the darkness surrounding them. For some reason she avoided eye-contact with him. But when she finally did, he was reminded of their. The iron-cored plushy blob in her mouth twitched violently, throbbed, shoved to her throat.He groaned, "My load is coming, baby, take it!"She knew a moment's fear. But she wanted it, and sucked harder, bobbing on the skewering prick. It seemed to swell and a fever swept her body, starting not from her cunt, though spasms rippled into her in response to his tonguing, but from her mouth and lashing tongue."Shooting off!" he gasped.And it came fountaining, heavy blobs spattering her throat, hot.