She told me as she headed to the kitchen. Something in the way she had given me that advice made me think, was it my imagination or did she refer to m...re than just coffee? Jan had always given me good service at the restaurant and I always assumed it was due to the more than generous tip. After all, I remembered the days when my own daughter was at college and had to work tables to help pay her bills, I hated the thought and hoped that in some way by tipping Jan well, I was helping her get. After a moments delay I slid off the seat onto my knees close to the wall allowing my cock to be within easy reach of whoever was next door.Soon my movements were matched and knees appeared on the floor almost touching mine then the hand reached under fingers searching for and finding my now rigid cock, for a few moments I enjoyed the feel of someone else's fingers on my shaft a feeling I never get over enjoying. Not wanting to let the other guy miss out I reached under a as well my own fingers. Once Master and the slave arrived at the club, Master placed the collar and leash on it. For the slave it was like walking into a whole different world when Master and it walked through the doors. It imagined it was much like Dorothy felt when she woke up in Oz. It was like nothing the slave had ever seen. Master had instructed the slave that it was not to speak unless Master allowed it to. It also understood that no one else could touch or do anything to it without first seeking the. Vince kisses her neck and keeps his finger in her pussy. Greg chuckles still holding her suit off to the side. He takes his finger and rubs her clit. She really starts to squirm. "No" she finally says and trys to get off. Greg takes her one of her leg and drapes it over Vinces other leg so her pussy is opened wide and Greg hold it still while Brad, who is sitting on the other side, grabs the other leg to keep it from moving. Vince kisses her neck and says, "Relax baby doll." as he.