Everyone was applauding and putting more money in her tip baskets. I went up and put twenty dollars of my own in her bucket; she smiled at me. I was f...llowed by Gus who tipped her fifty dollars. It made me feel a bit cheap but I gave her what I could. I wasn't in a pissing contest; my little Willy was no longer a little Willy, it was so stiff I couldn't have pissed if I drank Lake Erie.About fifteen minutes had gone by and Crystal was headed for our table. John had bought us a round of drinks. “Well,” she said in tired-but-witty mode. “That was a surprise.”“Nice?” I asked.“Nice is not the word,” she said, searching for the right one. “Scary, painful, excruciating… amazing.”“You never done that before?” I asked.“You know the answer to that,” she said flatly, and for once I believed her. I couldn’t imagine either of my rivals buried balls deep in her dark cavity. And I had planted my seed there, like a mountaineer leaving a slippery flag at the summit. Time began to fly past as my. I’m going crazy right now.”It was easy to see that she could have had a gown on, but there was no point. The pad under her was almost saturated. As I looked, I saw her clitoris plump up, followed by a steady trickle of pussy juices running out. I got the curtain closed and slid a finger up inside her to rub her g-spot. That too now had feelings back. I kept getting her off until I felt her drying out. As she slowly came back down to Earth, I made a few quick adjustments on the brace that gave. You’re way more serious about it.”“Too serious?”“No,” Katy said thoughtfully, “I don’t think so. Obviously, we have some areas of disagreement, like confession, fasting, and how often we go to church, but I don’t think there are any areas where we disagree enough that we can’t work something out.”“We’ve been doing that starting with the first date. I’m curious; did you ever date anyone who was Orthodox before me?”“I didn’t date THAT much,” she laughed. “The guys were mostly Catholic. I’m not.