Go figure. Probably off with some super model skank who only eats once a month. Don't me wrong, I'm skinny, but I'm not afraid to be myself. So I sat ...there sipping my tea, and then we locked eyes. He stood up and came over to me. He sat down. His eyes were a grayish blue and I was intoxicated by their gaze. He spoke softly, "I'm sorry miss, is this seat taken?", such a sly man, yet charming. I shook my head no and so he sat down."I couldn't help but notice you were sitting here all alone. Such. “Come here my sweet. Come over here and sit on my lap”. He pushed his ornate armless chair away from the tableEmma walked past Frank and straddled X’s lap facing him with her back to the table.She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, her tongue writhing around his Cognac and cigar laden mouth. “To the victor the spoils Mr X”. She reached down between her own legs and extracted his hardening cock from his trousers. Then raising herself up; swiped his cock head between her. I excused myself to the restroom. Once inside, I went to one of the stall and pulled down my shorts and panties. The panties were soaked, but I didn’t care about that right now. I slid my finger into my slit and was instantly soaked in the flood. My clit was hard and aching and I had to relieve it. I pinched it slightly and with my other hand grabbed a nipple. I bit my lip to keep from moaning and pushed my finger fully inside my warm, wet hole. I took my shorts and panties all the way off and. "So, Drew. How big of an erection do you have?" Pete stopped and stuttered. "W-what?" "Show me it!" Tamara demanded. Pete shook his head. Tamara grabbed his swim trunks and yanked them down before he could stop her. Pete's straining erection popped out. Tamara grinned slyly at him. "I guess I am not the only one who finds this exhilarating." Pete was speechless. Tamara began to suck on Pete's cock. It was the most satisfying blow job he had ever received. Tamara pumped back and forth before.