She then tied the rope to the table leg and slid her hand back up my leg, lightly grazing my balls as she moved to the other leg and started to slide ...er hand down again. She stopped at my thigh for a moment and moved her other hand to the other thigh. Still crouched down from tying my left leg she centered herself between my legs and began to caress my balls with her warm, wet tongue. I felt my cock stiffen even more and moaned in protest when she stopped as she slowly backed away and went. Looking around, there was only a couple of other people in the place, not much at all going on. As I ate my fries and sipped my beer, thinking about how long a wait I would have, an older gentleman approached my table. he was dressed in a suit and tie, with an overcoat on. He introduced himself as Vince Capetelli, and asked if he could join me for a drink. I was caught off guard, but was polite and saidsure. Vince was a very personable guy, shared some of himself and got me to pretty. I didn’t at the time but he told me about one near where he lived, funnily enough called Ted’s in Earls Court.I finally managed to find time to go but decided to go on a midweek night hoping that it wouldn’t be too busy. The entrance to Ted’s was at street level and consisted of a foyer behind a dark doorway with a curtained doorway which I guessed was a cloak room and a set of steps which led down to the very large dimly lit bar area. After an hour I was regretting my decision as the place was. ’ ‘I wasn’t talking about the food.’ I leaned over to taste her again and she turned her head. ‘Well, let’s talk about the food then. Taste it.’ I took a small forkful and put it in my mouth. Wonderful flavors had my taste-buds standing up and howling at the moon. ‘Oh, this IS good. But not as good as the other.’ ‘You’re a disgrace,’ she giggled. ‘Now try the wine. I think it’s really expensive.’ I carefully picked up the crystal glass, sniffed at the liquid, and took a sip. I nearly choked. It.