"I'm sorry," Blondie said. "I wasn't looking where I was going." Were you coming to see me?" Sure, I was. If only I had known you existed."The sailor ...aughed. "I'm Caleb Driscoll. I'm an E-3." I'm Blondie. I"m A-1." You certainly are. Can I buy you a cup of tea." I ... I have someone," Blondie said."I'd be amazed if you didn't, Blondie. I'm just talking about tea." I'd love a cup."They sat outside of a small cafe."Where are you from, sailor?" I'm from Iowa," he said. "We're a long way from. I took my seat and put my things under the seat. As I bent down, my ass was clearly visible to all of them. They all were staring at my ass.I sat on my seat and I knew they were looking at my boobs. I didn’t say anything because I was alone and didn’t want a fight. So, I ignored and started reading a book. One of them whose name was Peyush started talking to me.Peyush – Hi, my name is Peyush.Me – Hi, I am Daisy.And they all introduced themselves. Their names were Peyush, Rahul, Aditya, and. Leaving one hand on her left breast I brought the other back down and reached under her ass. Feeling between the crevice of her ass cheeks, my finger found her anal bud and slipped inside. She squirmed and screamed. A hot rush of fluid hit my throat as her dick pulsed and shot out a stream of cum. I continued sucking until she was dry. My mouth was full of thick salty cum, some even dribbling down my chin. Jamie pulled me up and we kissed, sharing her cum between us. "O God Jonathan, that was. Nearby, a middle-aged Robin Hood, clad in green tights with a jeweled dagger in his belt, was pouring himself a stiff Scotch. At his side stood Maid Marian, in matching Lincoln Green, with a tiny bow and a clutch of toy arrows slung over her shoulder. Marian’s slender fingers furtively played across Robin’s tightly packed buns, then dove down to his suddenly stiff package, just to let him know she was not letting him stray too far. A leggy Parisian courtesan with bulls-eyes painted on her.