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By *ill74 OP Man
over a year ago
New forest area |
We walk into the restaurant, Slut on my arm. Smiling, happy. In fact, delighted with herself.
The restaurant is a little under half full, but Slut still manages to turn heads, ladies and men. Slut is proudly wearing ankle boots, stockings, black leather flare hem skirt, a white t-shirt, tight, no bra. And white thongs, small.
On the T-shirt, in black, are the words: 'Cum Slut'. Perfectly placed between her nipples, which, although not hard, are show8ng through the T-shirt.
And on the front of her white thongs, written in red, are the words:'Breed me please'.
You are getting quite the looks. The staff are huddling together and looking over, deciding who is going to serve us. Eventually, it's the manager that comes over.
Sir, Madam, please follow me, i have a table for you both. He looks at me and then at Slut, and looks at her a little too long, trying to read her top without being caught, caught!
We are seated in a corner, Slut to thr right of me. That suits me fine, i can and do, stroke her leg, running my hand under her skirt. Everytine I do, her nipples harden. And I time it so that they harden just as the manager comes over to take our orders.
Dinner finished, I ask Slut what she wants for dessert, she slides her legs open revealing her knickers, and slides a finger over the words 'Breed me please'. And then she slides her fingers inside her thong and slides them over her lips without taking her eyes off me.
2 fingers now inside her. And then she withdraws her finhers and sucks both fingers. Just as the manager comes over. Sluts legs still open, her white thongs still on show. The manager pauses, notices ger knickers, goes to speak, but has briefly lost his voice. And then clears his throat.
Would sir and Madam care for Dessert or another drink?
No it's OK. I have dessert right here, looking at Slut.
Can i get the bill please and can you order a cab for us. Thanks.
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