In no time at all the waiter grabbed Debs' head thrust his cock deep in her mouth and shot a huge load holding her tight making sure she swallowed his...seed. He pulled is cock from her slipped it back in his trousers and went into the kitchen. Debs got up and came back to the table. I asked how she got on and she just held me and started to french kiss me. Her tongue probing my mouth and my tongue hers. Tasting the musky salty but unmistakable taste of a mouth fresh from a blow job. It was now. I decided to return the favor by rubbing her clit and entering her love tunnel with my fingers. She did not stop me and was floating on air. "Oh Alan, right there. That feels so good. Keep rubbing me and let your fingers play a symphony on my womanhood." "Yes, of course, and you keep your hand going up and down on me." Our mutual investigations and probing continued for at least ten minutes. Then, I moved my head between her legs. It gave my cock a break from Tara's hand job and a new onslaught. Her jaw may drop and her eyes get wide. What you won't expect is a grin."Think about that. You've just told your mom your new boyfriend is nice but thinks you're kinky and she smiles at you. You wouldn't be expecting that! And you know what that means! "But here's where timing is so very very important. You've just told your mom and watched her reaction. Then you can say "April Fools!" and smile innocently. And dress innocent too! Her facial expression will go from relief to pissed that you. “And now I need the contribution to my escape,” Greg reminded both men, as he herded them away from the desk before checking the contents of the upper right hand drawer to discover the pistol there with a grin. He removed it and held it up for them to see.“I wonder if it’s loaded?” he asked with a grin, as he pushed the safety off, aimed it at Stevens, and pulled the trigger. Not only was the weapon loaded, but there was a round in the chamber, and the weapon fired. The bullet hit Stevens in.