The smile was small and tentative with the first table, but by the time I had finished a crisped snapper grill for the last table her smile was bright...enough to light the room by itself. Still the pace was slow enough that I was even able to continue with some cleaning and organizing between tables.When the last diners left, the young waitress came into the kitchen, and dragged me to a table almost throwing me into a chair. There were still a couple men sitting at the bar drinking, but she. I was confused because I knew she wasn't shaved when she called up to me earlier from the room below."Jess, you're shaved?" Yah, do you like it?" I love it, but why?" A couple of days ago, Sonia and I were talking about how much we like to be sucked off. Sonia told me, that her favourite sucker, her dad Mr. Hartnett, has always wanted his favourite suckees, his daughter Sonia Hartnett, to be hairless. So the lesson is, as Sonia told me, if you want to get your father to go down on you, it helps. Her behind was that of a model’s, round and perfect. If I didn’t contain myself I would’ve dropped down to my knees and praised its regal beauty. Even though the drive to the theatre was short it seemed like hours. I tried to relax myself by turning on the radio. Reba McEntire’s version of ‘On My Own’ came on. I didn’t expect Savannah to know the song. She had a voice like an angel, like a mix of Phyllis Hyman and Gloria Estafan. This made me more nervous as I tried harder not to screw up. . “Put them in your mouth” she ordered me. I brought them up to my face. I could smell the piss and the cum. I opened my mouth and began to cram my panties into my mouth. Once they were in she told me to close my mouth and suck them clean. I began sucking on the panties and to my surprise I began to grow hard again. “Now get on the bed. On your hands and knees” I got out of the tub and moved to the bedroom. I knew what was about to happen and I was excited but also scared. I’d never taken a cock.