It was only normal that I buried my face in her by now moist pussy, Initially i licked along her moist pussy lips, parting them a little with my tongu... only to whip her clit with the same. Jenny breathed heavier and could not lie still any more.Jenny: "I want you now"Me: "Be patient, we'll get there"Also Tom , was getting hornier I saw him rubbing the bulge in his pants several times, although he stayed focused and kept on filming us,My cock was hard as a rock, but Jenny could not reach it . Most of them had their cocks in their hands and where pulling on them as they approached me. Just then Paul lifted my little top up and exposed my breasts for all to see. That was just too much. I climaxed without my pussy being touched. 'Oooooohhhh!!! Yesssssss!!!!' I moaned as I felt myself being lowered onto the couch. I had again closed my eyes and felt Paul opening my legs as he said 'Let the guys see your lovely cunt.' I felt the couch move as 2 guys sat either side of me, their hands. I jumped up and ran out. It wasnt my dad, but it was another customer. What do you want Johnny? This father was trying to coax his 8 year old to pick a menu item. Holy hell! Just fucking pick for him! I screamed – in my head of course. I could hear Mr. Kirk moaning in the back and hoped that the customer could not also hear. I made stupid small talk to occupy their mind. I thought they would never leave! Finally, I bolted back to the storage room. Maybe we shouldnt do this, I stated, not. This must be like those letters Thomas Jefferson wrote to that French chick. Or maybe Benjamin Franklin. I wondered if there was a direct quote in here. I whipped open my dictionary to be sure I understood everything he was saying.This was so much more thoughtful and personal than an email or IM. This was his way of saying we weren't getting divorced when I got back.The time and effort he put into creating this letter was far more valuable to me than any gift he could have purchased.And the.