People who desired to have a meal and a conversation that would not be overheard, or a gentleman seeking a quiet place for a romantic dinner also soug...t out the room. One or two waitresses worked the meal for larger gatherings or club meetings.It was a rare occasion when the semi-private dining room had a customer during the late shift. Ana was surprised to look up and see the room lit by soft lighting, around the top edge of the walls. It was almost one o'clock in the morning, on a slow night.. Holy shit, she was wet! She rubbed her pussyhard over my mouth as I desperately sucked at it,searching for juice. She gripped my hair, and groundherself on me, not stopping until she came again. Whenshe was done, my face felt totally sticky, coveredwith Sian’s and my juices.“That was great,” Roger commented as Sian pulledherself off me. I looked to see that he had beenfilming with one hand. The other was stroking hisnice-size cock. “Sian, come here and run the. I saw my hand slowly rising up towards her chest, and a second later I felt her skin under my finger tips.I hadn't felt anything like it, it was soft and firm at the same time. She puled down one of her bra cups and exposed her left breasts, her nipple was standing on end and I couldn't help but rub my middle finger around it.''There was a time when they were permanently hard, but now only when I want them to be.'' she told me.I played with her nipple for a moment before having another squeeze,. For a fat guy he's remarkably strong.Raymond steps back to admire his work. He tugs at my shins a couple of times to test the security and seems satisfied. I punch him on the arm again in the vain hope that this will hinder him but it's almost as if it's only my body he is aware of and the real me does not even exist.So there I sit — naked, exposed, gagged, splayed, squirming — with Raymond the pasty blimp frowning down at my tits and my pussy in turn. I know it's crazy but I just can't help.