A nod, a short terse nod as he grits his jaw and I cum for the second time tonight. He slows down, pulling nearly all the way out and untangles my le...s from around his waist. The tip of him teasing me once again, so thick and threatening to slide out of me. He kisses me hungrily, I can still taste myself on his tongue despite the desperate pashing we did earlier. He slides his hand, that warm strong hand up and presses his fingers around my throat. Forearm between my tits and his other hand. “Thanks I thought I would have stand up to drink my coffee, I’ve never seen it so busy in here”I agreed with her i hadn’t seen the place this busy either, “ Well at least you’ve not got your face glued to a mobile or I-Phone that’s a relief.” I knew what she meant, it had become a pet hate of mine too, constantly avoiding 20 somethings as they checked for those oh so important Tweets or Facebook posts while walking along with no regard for anyone else.I saw her looking at me over her coffee as. Her tears run down her face, washing over Witkens feet. The servant continues to thrust into Margie, with no regard to himself or her. Emotionless, his cock pounds her pussy as if it is his duty to fulfill. Over and over, I hear their skin making that slapping sound which mingles with her sobbing sounds. After what must have been 10 minutes, the Queen signals another servant from a different door. He walks over and quietly stands behind servant number one who is frantically trying to finish up. We tasted our saliva. I took her near the bed and pushed her on the bed and started to kiss her all over the body from head to toe. I removed the loose end of the sari and kissed her on the breasts. Slowly we removed our clothes and were nude before each other. She was surprised to see the size of my cock. She guided it towards her pussy. First I inserted it slowly and increased the rhythm. I sucked her beautiful breasts one after the other. She ran fingers through my hair when I was sucking.