I see the server approaching with our drinks and attempt to slide my hand between your thighs again. You keep my hand pressed down so I flash a sharpl... commanding gaze in your direction and you quickly remove your hand from mine. My fingers take their place between your thighs again, only this time entering your wet little hole. She puts down our drinks and I begin finger fucking your pussy. She asks to take our order, and again my girl goes first. My hand fucks you faster but in short thrusts. . But I know your character. I know much you want to follow Hopewell traditions..."Anuhea panted and was still, trying to calm her fierce desire and consider what Mark was saying. After a moment, she raised her leggings and returned to lying by Mark's side. She sang softly, " * Thanks * and * gratitude * for * your * thoughtfulness! * Dear * sweet * husband * to * be! * "Mark responded by kissing her. They returned to hugging each other and petting, but they wound down their arousal and kept. Just then, the man stepped before her and pointed at her. “Now, you will unfortunately feel the results of leaving us, causing us great fear and upset, that you could have been lost to us, forever.” As he stepped away, the two girls stopped their ministrations and kneeled motionless. Many footsteps could be heard from the rear and sides of the room. The candles were extinguished until only the softest of light was visible, barely sufficient to find your way in the room. She then saw a sight. “I can even see they very faint scars from the glass on your eyelids and around the socket, but it is not bad at all.”“Well, it was years ago. I was told I had angry red scars for months afterwards, and it took a while for the eyes to return to something close to normal. I keep the glasses on because it is natural instinct to look into a person’s eyes. And some are still bothered by the scars and that seam inside my eye. But it does not bother me in the least, it’s just who I am. I wear them.