Ultimately though we were both starving after our morning workouts so we went to the same little café that Carly and I had gone to before all this st...rted. We sat there in a quiet corner wolfing down fries and chicken strips, and eventually the conversation turned to what had happened after our last encounter.I asked her what happened when she and Carly both got home that night. She said that Carly had asked what I was doing upstairs with her. She said that she had told Carly that I wasn’t with. A stunningly beautiful, impeccably dressed man with a calm, almost serene smile appeared opposite the table from Liam. "The article on Oasis won't be in until next week," he said.Liam wasn't in the mood for company at the moment, but lowered the paper all the same and met the man's gaze. "And just who the fuck are you?" You can call me... 'Lou'," he smiled, extending his well manicured hand in pleasantry.Liam ignored the gesture.The young, buxom waitress arrived, leant in to show a nice bit of. It cast a harsh glare. And the table, well it was truthfully a miserable little creature, an old beat-to-shit card table that was a cheap piece of work when it was new. Sitting across from the man in black was a sweaty black man. He was sporting one hell of a bruise on his right cheek and a cut above his left eye. His eyes were bloodshot with fatigue. His eyes kept darting from the man in black to the object sitting at the center of the table. ‘I got it as a gift a long time ago.’ He continued.. I was ready to cum so I warned Liz she took my cock out of he mouth and let Angie wank me off into Liz’s hand, Liz came just as I spilt my hot cum onto her hand with a squeal of delight. By now we were all a sticky mess, especially Liz who had a dollop of my cum on her hand, she moved carefully back onto the seat and lifted her hand into the middle of the table, the pool of cum looking like a trophy, Deb leaned forward and licked at her palm then Angie did the same each taking some of the cum..