‘Long Island Iced Tea,’ followed Cass. ‘Be right back.’ These gals were going to get drunk and depend on me to protect them. I pushed through ...the crowd and managed to return in less than ten minutes. They both knocked back about half their drinks. ‘Let’s dance.’ We left the drinks on the table and merged into the writhing organism of the dance floor. Nana and Cass sandwiched me. No matter how I moved, one was rubbing against my front while the other was molded against my back. ‘You are really,. Oh yes, I’m about to bust my bladder. She said good, get up hear and let me get hold of your cock. I got to my knees and she held the head of my cock over the glass. She told me to let it go and I did. When she has as much piss in the glass as she wanted she squeezed the head and stopped the flow. She looked at me smiling as she pointed my cock toward her tits, let up on the pressure and the piss started flowing again. She let it splash on her tits then up to her mouth, drinking some of. We were always busy but managed to have fun. Of course I had to deal with flirting and such but got some excellent advice on how to use that to my advantage for better tips. I noticed some women did not like the fact their husbands could not keep their eyes off me. In those cases I paid the woman lots of extra attention and made sure she felt like the most important person at the table, if not the whole place. When I was not working Peter and I spent as much time as we could together and did. He returns after a while and sits on the chair directly behind me, and eats whatever he made in the kitchen. I continue to moisten as i imagine what i must look like from His angle. I barely hear the swoosh through the air before I feel the slap on my ass from the crop.?Are you still awake little one?? He asks casually. I moan into the carpet to confirm Him that i am. ?Good girl. Now, I noticed your poor little asshole is so red and puffy. I really must have done a number to it last night. Does.