The impatient woman didn't even look at me when she spoke tome.I avoided eye contact with the other customers for a while, pretendingto be interested ...in the display of shoe care products hanging on thewall. But at one point I did glance over to the pair on the chairs. Theman was absorbed in a Golf magazine and hadn't noticed me at all. Theseated woman, however, met my gaze directly and gave me a sly smile.She knew. I could tell. But didn't say anything. I broke eye contactwith her immediately. Let's see if she can handle the heat. I perch on the bench, unfasten my top, and flip on the headlights before showing her the wide-open road.She kneels dead center and studies the swollen ripple I've been buffing to a high-gloss finish.Dispensing with preliminaries, her tongue probes for the recess where my fingers had burrowed, dips daintily, then zigzags up to my pinpoint and settles there with gentle but mindblowing push-pull strokes. Her eyes - jade and hypnotic - laugh at my undoing.From. I could hear Butcher groan as the fat head reached my throat and it turned me on to know hear the effect I was having on him. Riley’s hand touched my shoulder as my lips slid down his shaft. “Swallow it all. I know you can,” she whispered. Her words excited me and I pushed farther down his shaft than I had yet. I started to gag and pulled back. “Breathe through your nose and swallow. You can do it,” she encouraged. I drew a couple breaths through my nose and pushed my lips down his length. Finally I shut him up, Mike, calm down, just come back into our room, Sara has something she wants you to see. He followed me into our room. Sara had taken advantage of the time spent calming Mike down to change into a black thing with lace, matching bra, and nothing else, she leaned on one arm, legs outstretched, fire in her eyes. Mike looked excited, but confused, like he was afraid this was a test of some kind. Sara repeated what shed just told me about performing a public service and all.