It was as if he was another patron and not her boyfriend she was serving. "Your food will be out shortly," she said and strolled maybe ten or fifteen... steps and had to pause. Jacob snickered because he knew why she had paused. Casey, on the other hand, found an excuse to cover why she paused and that was to ask another one of her tables if they needed anything. They had no idea she was fending off an orgasm and was getting wetter by the minute. Casey's pussy was all a flutter in her pants. . But she used to compromise because of family.She also told that she never knew completely about sex before her marriage. She only got fucked by her husband in her life. But it was not passionate and romantic. It was sex without flavors. She thanked me for coming in her life. She said that she has started laughing again when I entered into her life.Now we used to kiss each other on-call every time when her husband was out of the city for his business. We used to talk on call from morning since. Jan was giving me a hard time about leaving the strip joint so early. I told her I'd managed to get my 100 kisses, and she practically called me a liar. I knew the truth, but wasn't going to share everything. Not even with Jan. I mean, getting kissed, groped and felt up by a hundred men was one thing, even sucking a stripper's cock and swallowing was questionable, but typical for a hen night. Letting them know I'd been fucked by all but one of the groomsmen, that might be just a teeny-tiny bit. ’ ‘How far is the closest town?’ ‘We past it nearly 1 ½ hours ago, it’s nearly 51 km from here.’ ‘If you will give us something to identify ourselves, and explain what happened here, we will walk to the town, and do our best to get help. You can’t leave these people alone, the gringos will panic.’ ‘I will give you the pass that allows us to go through this area. If anyone stops you, show it to them, and they will let you pass.’ ‘We will probably not get there until nightfall. Do you think.