But his cock was already buried in a mouth, so he could hardly complain.And the night was young.Linda drew Mike's prick toward her.It came sliding up ...past Tina's trim, up tilted ass. The cock-knob was flaring and pulsing. It looked absolutely delicious. Tina had said that it was yummy, too.Linda didn't suck it immediately. She had every intention of doing so, but she was savoring the anticipation and the expectation. After all, this was going to be her first mouthful of prick and there was no. ..The club wasn’t very busy this evening, there was some fiesta going on in Portimao. Consequently, I was feeling a bit down, I like a good crowd to work with.When there aren’t enough punters, the requests tend to clash with each other, just not enough of them to pick and choose.Romero, the Portuguese waiter, fetched me a drink, “Hi Dina, you okay? Bit quiet tonight, but we expected that. Not too many prospects for either of us either, huh!”I liked him, which is a rarity, I’m not into guys.. But I couldn't hear a word, as usual. I was looking at her, more staring than looking though. Because she was so beautiful. She was probably in her early 30's but she looked like she was 25. She had blonde hair, blue eyes and a great ass. She was quite short, about 155CM perhaps. She had a big ass(for her size) and two small breasts, probably B-cup. Although I couldn't see them too much.Time went on and I glanced at her as often as I could. I think she noticed because sometimes I couldn't help. “My one prized possession.” “I guessed you were a musician.” “Trying, anyway.” I motion to the guitar. “That’s a Seagull S6,” she explains. “I can play, but mostly I’m a vocalist.” “Can I?” I reach over and take the guitar in my hands, letting my fingers trail the edges of its contours and brush across the strings, which produces a soft and rounded high-pitched tone. “Do you perform?” “Sometimes. Small venues. A lot of coffee shops. I played Redhus on St. Laurent.