They both thanked me for a wonderful time, and I returned to my job. Over the next few weeks this almost became a nightly event until one night Mr Smi...h had already filled my arse and I was fucking Mrs Smith when I heard the door open and close, as I turned around I noticed four male clients standing there all holding their cocks in their hands and one was holding a video camera (later I found out it wasn’t turned on) it was then that the first male leaned forward and said do you mind if I. Sheila's fingers were working fast in Dianne's cunt and the two women were still kissing and Sheila had lifted her right leg to give Steve better access to her arse crack, which he was now tonguing. There were very soon two more female climaxes."You do realise that you and I have to work in the morning, don't you?" said Dianne to Sheila during a lull in the sexual activities."Oh yeah, so we do; what time is it now?" replied Sheila."Nearly two in the morning," said Dianne."I will have to go home. They both looked up at the waitress, a pretty little brunette, and he asked for the special of the day.Steak, with hash brown potatoes, a light mushroom sauce and a salad on the side with mustard dressing. They looked at each other and she nodded her head lightly.He looked back at the waitress and said:“Yes please, We’ll have that and hot apple pie with ice cream as desert.”The waitress wrote something on her notepad and went off in the general direction of the kitchen. Maria excused herself. However, the feel of it was like nothing I had ever experienced before, and that was tremendously exciting. His hot breath, his hot tongue, the slickness of his spit, the way it cooled quickly between my pulled-apart cheeks every time he moved slightly away. As I pulled the back of his head in, he could not help probing a little right into my sphincter with his tongue… or could he? Was he doing it deliberately?Either way, it was something unique. I mean, where in all the rest of your life, do.