Megan twitched and began to moan – the tongues flicking and the kisses of his lips on her sexual flesh were amazing enough, but the moans of the obs...rvers and their caressing touches were adding even more to the erotic experience. Megan opened her eyes and there was a rock hard penis right by her face – without hesitation she took it into her mouth and sucked hard. To her delight she heard a deep moan and felt the hand on her right breast squeeze even tighter. She decided to add to Sam’s. I dropped them neatly into the little silver tray, and carefully folded the bill into my pocket. As I left he nodded over to the waitresses behind the counter. " Thanks, ladies. See you later."Six o'clock and I was sitting in my car in the restaurant parking lot, waiting for Megan to emerge. It has been way to long since I have been with a young attractive woman. The restaurant door swung open and she appeared, a hooded jacket pulled over her uniform, looking around anxiously. I stepped out of. ”“Oh, uh, so sorry-uh, but Mr. Finkleberg, he like-uh the window too, but he say this-uh special table for-uh you today, no?” He gave a puzzled shrug. “I don’t know.”“It’s fine…as long as Mr. Finkleberg’s happy.” He placed two dessert menus on the table. “Some coffee, yes?”“That’d be great, thanks.” He nodded, smiled warmly again and walked away. As he turned to go into the kitchen, there was Nate heading towards her, wearing a Yankees cap like he promised. But it looked kind of. ”Mr. Marsden was the deputy secretary to their lordships, and he was a younger copy of Mr. Nepean.“Welcome back, Sir Anthony! Now if you give me this report and make yourself comfortable in this chair, I can give it my attention. There is some port in that carafe if you care for a glass.”Tony helped himself to a small glass of port while Mr. Marsden studied the report. When finished he looked up and smiled.“You have been around, Sir Anthony. You mention that the Spanish governor of Cartagena.