" Would you like desert?" A pretty, young, blonde-haired, probably Polish waitress asked, smiling at me, maybe because she had seen what Matt was look...ng at."Not for me thanks?" Actually nor me, just the bill please, that is unless you want coffee or something else?"We argued over the bill with Matt's macho maleness winning and him stumping up fifty-five quid.Stumbling out into the still warm, early September evening, Matt said."What now?"I giggled. "Is there a what now Matt?" I would very much. " His gaze rose to mine, and I could see there was irritation in his eyes. Good, he'll say something untoward, and then I'll throw it back in his teeth. He won't like that. Then I'll give him his last payment he'll ever get to move someone. He should know better than to mess with his betters. "There was no need for you to be rude to me," I haughtily say as I rummage through my purse. "I'll pay you and these miscreants you hired, and you all can be on your way." hmm where is my checkbook I could. “Oh my god fuck this is so good!” “You like being filled?” Ian asked, camera in her face.“Yes!” She screamed, taking in his cock in her mouth.“You like the fact I’m pushing Ian and Gabe’s cum deeper and deeper inside you than anyone ever will with my big thick cock?” Wilson said, pounding harder and deeper. They pulled her hair back to answer.“Yes! Oh my god yes!” She went back to sucking his cock. “Our cum belongs inside your pussy, right?” Gabe asked. “Deep inside your pussy, so deep we’re. Every piece of self-discipline went toward holding my hone (public face) in place. Next to me sat Fumie, her heavy lidded, resentful expression gone. I'd never noticed how hypnotizing her elfin eyes where, especially when they were smiling at me.'Tyrian is no ordinary gaijin papa,' Fumie said, her hand resting lightly on my knee, 'I would hazard to guess that she was planning to stay a long time. Perhaps in the future I won't pay as much attention to the complaints of jilted whores.'Sato-sama.