Kuia and a lady dressed in a flower-printed sarong brought trays in that had bowls on it and began serving us. The lady was introduced as Monito, Kuia...'s wife. This was native soup that contained some sort of seafood and something sweet. Couldn't figure it out but it was good. After the soup we were served plates with simple bacon lettuce and tomato sandwiches on it cut in quarters along with a large slice of dill pickle.Dad asked Kuia for a beer and Sunshine instantly asked if they had any. Their agreement was, what you don't know won't hurt.So Rebecca was quite pleased with the intimate table at the Savoy, for which she had carefully achieved what she thought of as her "classy slut" look, a translucent gown that hinted at the charms beneath. Daniel was waiting for her in the lobby, and seemed a very different person, charming and confident. He kissed her cheek, then guided her to the table as the head waiter trailed behind. Once they were seated, and the man had listed the. Kyle collapsed on the seat, trembling and helpless as the Shepherd immediately continued his eager tongue job; the big dog never slowed the dedicated eager licking at his crotch. As soon as the terrified boy lay still with his penis now engorged, the a****l intensified the maddening licking, tail again wagging contentedly as he slurped and drooled over the teenager's hard, wet cock.As agonised minutes slowly crawled past, Kyle's breathing quickened and his nipples started to stiffen and stand. “Come to me and remove my boots, slave,” Mistress Mimosa commanded.I moved back to my knees and crawled to my mistress, getting in place to obey her command. My mistress placed her right boot into my lap and I immediately began undoing her boot. It didn’t take me long before I was sliding her first boot off to reveal more of her beautiful leg and to my surprise a fishnet-covered foot, no sock.“The next one, slave,” Mistress Mimosa ordered as she swapped her barefoot with her booted foot.I made.