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Order XXX Wins!!! On Order # 4 / XXX” The “XXX” is a pieces of cardboard taped up presumable hiding a number. Uh oh I think as Phil, Eddie, and Silvia make their way up to me. It can only mean that I’m going to be expected to put on a show. I take a deep breath and before they can speak I ask “what’s the plan guys?” I can Old Farts tell that Eddie and Phil are surprised that I take the initiative. Well and good! I’m not going to let them always lead me around like a dog on a leash… “What… don’t you think I know you are going to expect me to do something slutty as soon as the restaurant gets crowded? You guys never sneak up on me to tell me great job, why don’t you take a break!” Silva seems to recover first. “Well Tina… seems like you are getting the hang of things. The thing is… we need to move a lot of bread tonight since I ordered too much so… we kinda thought up a promotion. Our plan is that if we get to a certain number of orders of sticks tonight the lucky customer is going to get you served up to their table along with their breadsticks and…” Silvia pauses and my mind races as I get ready to object to getting fucked by a table full of strangers but then she continues “and we figure they can eat out your hot little puss and see if they can make you come.” I almost breathe in relief. Funny how your standards change when you start to consider being molested and forced to orgasm a victory as opposed to being raped by strangers. “uhm… ok…. I guess that explains the new uniform… So what do you want from me now. We are only at order number four.” I stutter as I digest this information. “Well Teenster… we need to communicate our promotion so we start moving the bread and the best way for me to get the bar’s attention is… you!” Eddie gives my pussy a lewd stair as he makes this proclamation. “So what do you say we get you up on the stage while I promote our special and your pussy.” I sigh in resignation and say “Ok… let’s do it.” “Great attitude Tina!” Phil says giving my shoulder a squeeze. Next thing I know I am up on the stage standing next to Eddie who grabs a microphone with a flourish. “How are we all doing tonight.” The crowd gives a rowdy cheer already well into their first drinks. “Great to hear… I thought I would start the night off with a little show and introduce our food promotion in style. Tina, why don’t you hop up on that table, spread teen those hot legs of yours, and worked that cute little pussy so these boys have something better than me to look at.” I should have known! But I know better than to argue so I slide up on the table and slide my butt back so I can lean back on one hand and spread my legs with my feet up on the table. I blush at my vulgar display as I slide my free hand down to my pussy and start to tickle my little button with my finger. Mortified as I am, I can still feel a stirring in my tummy and a warmth in my vagina which I know means I am getting wet. Eddie lets me work my puss for a few seconds, not that he could have been heard anyways with all of the hoots, hollers, and catcalls from the crowd which has pressed up to the stage for a better view. “Ok boys… here’s the deal. It wasn’t completely gone, but I was soon slurping air. “You will find out soon enough”. "So I guess a Chihuahua's out of the question, huh?" Accidentally I came to see that when he riding her from the back in the kitchen lifting her sari up on her waist opening his fly for his cock out, thinking that I am sleeping in my room. Elsie did say that Mia was bi. Aaron took Old Farts the black girl, dragged her to the other bed and split her thighs. Then this time the sisterly kiss turned into a passionate kiss. He jumped a little when she touched him, but she didn’t comment. Because you wanted to give yourself to me, and also because you would get something you wanted back out of it. He looked at me, wanting to argue. Of course, when you live in New York, you don’t tend to see a lot of houses. They are getting better.” Then one of the men screwed clamps onto each nipple above her rings, they then attached weights which made her cry out with pain then they all used her mouth and shagged her with the weights swinging. Mr Patel was very confused. When I got inside, I took my luggage to our bedroom. My ass was soaked to the point that the white was now grey and my bed sheets were done for. "Honey?" she asked, turning her blind gaze toward the man behind her, then back to the one in front of her. Jake looks at her intently, not releasing her hand. The second I pulled out of her she started crying with relief, wailing wildly as I climbed off her body. My skirt rustled. From there we went to a café and had some food and a drink before wandering back towards the car. Her husband reached teen up to finger her clit, straddling his fingers around the shaft that buried itself in his wife’s pussy and was quickly bringing her to the edge of a climax.