I went near her n told her ur kid is not keeping quite but my eyes were on her cleavages she told 2 hold me the child n she washed her hand n called m... 2 her bedroom with kid I went there n was telling her 2 take kid she told wait Ronny can u do 1 four for me I said ok what she told me 2 open her blouse I was surprised 2 hear this from her mouth she told if she open n chill powder may create problem 2 her kid while feeding . She said pls I don’t want 2 create problem 2 my kid I said ok as I was. A small smile is playing over my lips, and you realise why when you feel a hand snaking up your left leg. She's not gone, she's been told to hide under the table. Her hand slides up and rubs you through your jeans, having trouble unzipping them due to your hardness. She grabs you and pulls you forward in your seat so you are slouching and you feel her warm breath on you. A waitress stops and delivers two drinks, unaware of the turmoil you are feeling, and you cant say a word to her. She. My eyes hurt. I had been staring. I didn’t know what to think, so I kept my mouth shut and tried appearing as helpless and at her mercy as I could. I didn’t have to act.Finally, she looked past me to the rest of my place, her eyes lingering on something. I imagined it was Clint. Oh, please let it be Clint and not the bed. Please don’t let her be thinking about how she could use the sheets to cover up my body and all my blood after she stabbed me to death.She looked back at me, and I almost. She was lying on her back in the middle of the room, on a small elevated platform that Mark had installed there a long time ago just for this purpose.Her long legs were spread to the point they hung off opposite sides of the platform, her feet firmly on the floor on either side, her long brown hair spread out in a fan around her head.She kept licking her rubied lips as she watched us with our cocks in hand, circled around her like vultures for a feast…We watched her hands as she slowly teased.