"She then looked up and smiled, "I now have you at a disadvantage, Monsieur, knowing that you have such an unusual occupation for a gentleman - but my...name is Charlotte du Bois and I am a writer from Monmartre, so naturally your claim intrigues me."The waiter brought their coffee and then slipped quietly into the background again, as they stared out across the unkempt square, which the gentleman felt worthy of comment."So much for Eugenie's pet scheme to help Louis placate the workers by. I instructed her to open her mouth as wide as possible and insert as much of the faux cock as she could into her mouth. At first Dawn took just the head like I expected, then I chided her to open her mouth wider and take more of it. Before you knew it this little doll had three fourths of the eight inch cock down her throat. Then I instructed her to use her mouth and go up and down taking as much as possible. She worked hard for about five minutes until her mouth got sore and the cock popped. " Now please let me out of this seat, Leanne, before I really begin to lose my temper and turn violent."Leanne stood up in some kind of a daze. Once I'd extracted myself, Leanne collapsed back into her seat and I turned back to look at her."Good bye, Leanne. I hope our paths don't cross too often in the future," I said and then made my way towards the exit.As I did so, one of the two guys the other side of the bar also stood so that the striking looking woman who'd been sitting, hidden in the. Fiddling with the drawstring on my pajamas.” “And what were you doing?” Brad asked teasingly. “Were you playing with his cock?” Ashley couldn't speak. She just nodded her head. Then she blurted out, “But his pants were still uh... still zipped up.” “I'll bet they didn't stay that way though,” he teased. “No, uh, oh... oh shit that feels good. He unbuttoned 'em...” Brad looked puzzled. “...while I was undoing the knot in my pajamas.” Brad was now sucking on Ashley's nipples and biting them.