Just wait until she starts sucking us off from under the table.”Jessica was doing her best to fill the last glass. However, at that last comment, he... hand slipped, and she spilled some beer on the table and on the man’s lap. Jessica began apologizing profusely.“O-oh sir. I’m so sorry! Please let me-“But she didn’t get to finish. Her master cut over her, saying, “Here boys. You want to learn how I trained her so well? The first lesson is that whenever she messes up or fails to please me, I will. “It isn’t like that! Roberto! Stop this!”The portly, pudgy man had no such intention, and he kept after his prey, despite her writhing, her long hair flying back and forth, smacking the side of his head in soft, feminine whisper-wills of sweet fragrance. Her skin was soft in his fingers, her body so close, and yet still just a bit too far, for the moment. He waddled with her in his arms, carrying her with her back to his front, her robe flying open as she struggled, nude to the empty, dim. “Hurry back!” Cindy began to calm as her feet carried her away. She couldn't lose the taste of Hannah's lip gloss, the flavour bringing back the feeling of her body, her touch and her lips. An involuntary moan echoed through the long, dark hallway. The returning wail seemed pained, plaintive. It stiffened the hair on Cindy's neck. A chill poured, like water, over her skin. She broke into goosebumps, nipples puckering, as her muscles quivered and shook. She wrapped herself tight in her arms.. "I was waiting for you to invite me." Consider yourself invited," she yanked him out into the rink, not quite what he'd had in mind, but what the hell. The jaunt might be a fun little exercise.He wasn't very good, so he gathered from her mind and muscles the necessary skill for skating, and started to use some of the newly learned ability. She seemed pleased he could keep up with her.They zipped around the rink a few times, then he began to perform some of the little stunt twists, backward.