?I reluctantly followed Mark as he quickly walked across the street and into the restaurant. It was crowded, to my disappointment, and I felt the eyes...of the customers on me as we entered. Mark signaled a waitress and asked to speak to the manager.Seconds later, a man around 50 years old with a bit of a gut sauntered up to us.?What do you want?? he grumbled, glaring at Mark and eying me with lust. He spoke with a bit of an accent that could only be described as 'rural'. I stepped behind Mark a. A crude leather and stone ball gag rolled out of it.“The witch will wear the gag and the hood,” he shouted in Somali. Helena bent down and held them up. The bag had a faint scent of a tropical blend shampoo with an emphasis on the coconut scent. She recognized the smell of Maria’s shampoo on the bag. Her heart leapt, but she couldn’t betray emotion in front of these men, so she simply shrugged.“Still not my weirdest first date,” Helena replied in Somali as she placed the gag in her mouth and. Lauren smiled singing a bit more openly; soon they had a duet going.Smiling and singing at the top of their lungs they pulled into the parking lot of Lauren's pride and joy.Felicia's was set back from the road and had a spacious parking lot. With the monies Aunt Felicia had left her, Lauren had opened her first restaurant. The cuisine and service had been a hit from day one. It wasn't long before Lauren had to expand so she named her expanded restaurant Felicia's in honor of her aunt. The. In no time at all I was dripping with need and precisely at the moment I was ready to explode, she pulled her hands away and laughed. A minute later, she fished an ice cube out of her glass and rubbed it across the underside of my scrotum. Everything down there tightened into knots and I whimpered both in need and agony! Over and over she brought me to the very point of completion, only to ruin my orgasm by using ice or just not giving me that final touch. I could see the clock, 20 minutes.