Without a word I pressed my lips on hers, feeling her mouth open as we kissed passionately. Her tongue probing in my mouth searching for mine. I felt ...cstatic at what was happening, this beautiful girl was kissing me in a fitting room. But I wanted more; I was too hot and bothered. I wanted to fuck her, feel my throbbing cock deep inside her. I started pulling the hem of her skirt up, over her hips. Clawing at her thong, I pulled it down. It fell to the floor. She was biting my lower lip. It wasn’t long before management was assigning him to the best tables and the wealthiest, most influential patrons—and he was given carte blanche to make them happy. Since Bradley was deferential but not subservient, punctually helpful but unobtrusive, and good-looking without being striking, he did make them happy, and usually took home a few hundred dollars in tips on a weekend night. He was diplomatic at work as he had tried to be with his girlfriend; his manager had taken lately to. Reaching around his waist, she peeled his jeans down to his knees.Her hands ran across the hard smooth skin of his thighs. Cupping his firm ass in her hands, she pulled his hips toward her face, smelling the musky male scent of his arousal. She noticed appreciatively that the head of his cock had escaped the elastic band of his underwear.Alice raised her face to Enrique's waist and ran her tongue across the top of his purple helmet. Without lowering his underwear, she teased the seam of his. Whispering words of comfort and love to her little Angel, Corinne’s face seemed twenty years younger, unlined and at peace for the first time in twenty years. Had the other diners paid any attention, they would have seen a magical transformation moments before, as Corrine sloughed off the lifelong beatings, abuse, and neglect.Her head turned towards the ceiling, searching for the source of a sound only she could hear. Somewhere far off, she thought she caught the sound of children laughing,.