" We don't serve people like you here. Please leave."Twenty four hours earlier, Richard would have turned and fled the shopbut, as he stopped to think... for a moment, he realised that he wasn'tgoing to let this woman get the better of him."People like me? What do you mean by that?" he asked."Perverted men," came the reply.Richard became angry."Firstly, you are making a very big assumption about my gender whichyou are not qualified to make and, secondly, even if I am a biologicalmale, I'm. "And with that I strode out of the restaurant, tears streaming freelydown my face, trying to ignore the stares of other diners. I distinctlyheard a woman's voice say, "You go, girl!" When I got to my car Iplopped into the seat, locked the doors, grabbed my box of Kleenex andjust cried my eyes out. I half expected Mark to appear at my window andplead with me for a second chance, but he didn't. And then it hit melike a ton of bricks - Mark and I had just replayed that unforgettableparting scene. By chance, Mandy bumped into a friend of hers, and I was able to make a feeble excuse to leave them to chat, and go for a drink on my own, and see Mandy back home later. But I didn't go the pub, at all. I raced away and jumped in a cab, and told him to take me straight back home! I had to know. Even if I could just peep. The curtains were all shut when I got home, and the house was dark, but the study light was on. I sneaked around the back, carefully put my key in the back kitchen door, and. .” she let out as he ravished her breasts, pushing his fingers further into his hair. “Good boy.”As they continued, Joey's dick began to pulsate in Deja's mouth, releasing a tiny bit of precum. Deja released once again, using her finger to spread the precum along his head. “Uh oh,” she teased. “Looks like our bitch is about to cum. What do you say, Vanessa, should we let him?”From the small release, Joey hummed loudly around her nipple. Vanessa groaned a bit at the pleasure, but she looked at.