She looked at him like he had a third eye for a second, there, but rang him up.She came back over to me and poured just a little more coffee into my c...p.She still had a strange look on her face."What," I asked."He just paid for the Martins' check. Said not to let them know it was him." Hmm, that's different. Wonder why he did that?"She shrugged, and went over to the table the Martins were at.When Billy Martin stood up, looking all tense, I got to my feet, too. Billy isn't the smartest kid. Caroline’s crotch emanated a hot and damp musk that eloquently announced her arousal. Pushing closer, Anita lowered her face to the nearest breast, licking and sucking the distended nipple as she began probing for Caroline’s clitoris. Caroline moaned lushly as she sagged back into the cushions. Anita then switched tits, sucking the far one as she used her free hand on the now wet breast. Her other hand found the mark, slipping a finger inside the cuntslit that was now pumping out a steady flow. "Jerome nipped at Marty's neck playfully, as he spread the other man's ass-cheeks and rested his hard, dripping cock against Marty's virgin hole. "But you didn't suck me sissy boy. I fucked your face. There's a big difference." He pressed a bit forward with his hips, making Marty whimper in pain as he felt his asshole being opened. "I'm still hard and my black cock hasn't been in a nice white tight ass in quite a while. Since yours is the only one here, I'm gonna take it." He pressed forward. The once hot cum in the front of my panties is now cooling against the front of my crotch as I try my best to walk, still weak at the knees, down the street.I am still unable to believe the brazen way in which Emmy just had me like that in the darkened corner of a public bar, yet here we are walking back to my house so that she can “take a closer look at the mess I made in my beautiful panties”. I breathe a heavy sigh, almost in relief, as we get further away from the pub and it is just Emmy.