He was standing behind her. In a sea of various and unknown faces, your mind took note of the watch on his arm. He had reached up to scratch his shoul...er when you brushed by him and although you were certain you saw his face, it was his watch that lodged in your memory. The same watch on the man across from you. He had to have overheard your exchange with the other lady and certainly looked at you when you passed by but how is it he ended up sitting at your table now? And what of his friend?. It wasn’t an open headed cock though, fully hard but still covered with foreskin. But shining with a lot of precum already oozing out. I didn’t waste time and bent over the counter and took him in my mouth.I started sucking him and stroking the bottom of his shaft with my hand. He kept one hand on my head and started fucking my mouth. Rickshaw guy was also getting excited seeing me like that and started fucking me really deep and hard.I was feeling his curved banana hitting on all the right. ' You think to yourself as you slowly start to drift off into the unknown. "I can't believe, I'm gonna die a virgin..." It's all you can mutter as you finally shut your eyes.You feel like you're floating through the inky black of the afterlife before suddenly being slapped awake. "What the fuck!?" You yelp out as your eyes shoot open again before you put your right hand to your stinging cheek. There's a hearty chuckle that fills the air. You slowly turn to see a laughing old man. He has an. "Well, he's fat, actually. He's not--Well, he's maybe not the most elegant-looking guy in the world. He's kind of--well. . ." Jesus," I said."I was just thinking that maybe--" Say it," I said."Maybe you'd like to meet him," Logan said.I couldn't speak for a minute. Then I said, "Is that what you want?"He just looked at me. I looked back at him. I saw his face change. His eyes. Sort of like when he was whipping my breasts. What he saw in mine I can only imagine. "Yes," he said finally. "That is.