Fuck, he didn’t want to be under the table when the waitress arrived. Karin’s ankles were still crossed, but she’d opened her knees. James decid...ed to lean forward and use his shoulders as leverage to force open her ankles. He moved forward, but Karin was way ahead of him. As soon as his head passed between her knees, she snapped them back together around his neck. He knew things must be getting worst as he heard Karin trying to suppress more giggles.The waitress was now standing by the table. I went in my car, picked up Ram and went to a nearby coffee shop to have a chit-chat. We chatted during the journey and made ourselves comfortable.I was shy, talking my sexual desires to a very elder man. I asked about Devi, and he showed a few pics of her on his phone. After a brief discussion, we headed to my place. Ram wanted to check out my room for their safety.I finally agreed to meet next weekend, probably. Saturday as they both can make an excuse for leaving their house. I, too, was. And when I moved towards him his dick would bury itself in my mouth.I was having trouble not gagging on it while trying to suck him off so that this humiliating torment would end. He finally came in a torrent. I fought desperately to swallow all of his cum just to keep from drowning in it. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and replaced it with the ballgag which he buckled tight behind my head. Ken put his cock away and lowered me back to the floor. He unbound my arms from my body and quickly. He was a little over six feet tall and fit. It struck me how perfectly tan he was which was in contrast with his pearly white smile and salt and pepper hair. He was my father's age, in his 50's. He seemed like a nice enough guy. We made plans to play a round tomorrow in the morning and he bid as adieu.Morning shortly came. I got dressed, a pair of little khaki shorts and a tight little polo shirt. I may have taken a little too long doing my makeup. My father was in the living room impatiently.