The music ended and we headed back to the table. Our dinner was arriving, so we just started enjoying the meal. We were much too close to others to ha...ve much of a conversation other than talking about what was going on with Star, the upcoming barn and other arrangements. While Sarah wasn’t served wine, I kept my glass close to her so she could sneak a drink now and then. Our waitress noticed and smiled back as I shook my head “yes”. Since she was driving, I whispered, “Just a little, honey, you. . her hips push forward involuntry and she can feel her nipples harden against the inside of her shirt, the combination of the coldness of the night and the breeze moving her shirt against her nipples make the sensation so unbearable, but fuck... oh so nice... Her hips start to rock back and forth in a very slow motion, almost undetectable for others, but so true to Lillian. In this very high state of arousal, she's aware of being in public at the mercy of anyones eyes, but strangely, this. “I run past the top of your street every evening. Your pickup is distinctive.” “It is at that. And it’s a short street.” Another long silence. I’d gone too far. We were coming back to the point where we’d entered the beach before she kind of looked around and straightened up as though waking or reaching the end of long thoughts. “Wieviel Uhr ist es?” she asked. “Zweiundzwanzig Uhr. Sie sprechen deutsch?” “Nicht besonders viel.” She paused, then suddenly laughed. “Four hours? We’ve been talking. She had cum dripping from her hair, and nose, and looked like a true cum slut. "Lay down on your back slut," Master said.Tammy did as she was told, with the other men standing next to the bed surrounding her. "Rub my cum all over you, and play with your pussy for us."Having cum dripping from her holes, and her face, made her hot all over again. She gladly started rubbing her pussy, with one hand, and rubbing cum all over her, with the other. They were all calling her names, and occasionally.