Let's order something

With our differences put aside I let my eyes wander and see the Creep. He stood at a table where an older business women was sitting, I guess she was in her late forties early fifties. I could not value her exact age, but I could tell, that under her expensive looking suit she had a decent rack. Mister Creep seems to say something to her and whatever it was, she don’t seem pleased about it. I could make out a smile on his face and … oh I feel dizzy. Where was I ... yes Mister Creep and the older lady. She seems to have calmed down and stood up to leave the café. Wow, how could I miss that, the “expensive suit” the lady was wearing was actually body paint!!!

And there I thought Levys getup was risky, but at least her body is perky and the bikini covers a bit. But this lady, maybe twenty years ago, she could have pull that off, but not now. Her huge tits may have looked perky when she was younger, but now they hung saggy nearly to her belly bottom and her huge ass sag as well. In the whole she had more than a few pound to much. She looked hilarious leaving with her briefcase in hand. It’s a miracle that in such a getup she didn’t cause a riot on her way here, I hope she has the same luck know that she leaves.

Mister Creep on the other hand sits down on the place of the old exhibitionist and looks quite satisfied, I understand when he droll over my and Levys fuckable body’s, but that he even pervs on an old hag like her. Ugh!

But I have wasted enough time with Mister Creep, I hope Andy comes soon so I can get my delicious treats! I can’t wait to get my tasty … ah these dizziness again ... just when my head was clearing someone approach our table: “Ähm, like, what can I bring for you two cuties?”

It was Candy the bimbo waitress of Tomas. She was as dump as her titties was big and her “uniform” would be even for some strip clubs to sleazy. The heart pasties was all that covers her enormous rack and the apron like skirt hardly reached over her bubble butt. Expect for the 5 inch heels, that was all she was wearing. I asked myself how low someone can sink to have to wear something like that. I adjust my nipple clams and sad: “I want a cup of cum.”

Levy ordered the same and Candy the bimbo leaves our table. I swear I don’t get why they had hired Candy to work here, Tomas was popular with girls, so it would have make more sense to hire a hunky guy than a bimbo. But the main reason all the girls come, is not the service, but the fresh cum they serve and of course the seat dildos. Mine was buzzing in my snatch, while Levy was humping hers like the was no tomorrow. Moans echoes through Tomas while every girl enjoys their dildos. I guess that’s reason why Tomas wasn’t so popular with the boys, they just don’t like cum like us girls and there was just on seat without a dildo (where Mister Creep sat down, he got quite some luck) so it was most likely that man had to insert a dildo and most of them don’t like that.

I lean back and enjoyed the atmosphere, girls and woman of every shape and age jilling of. My new outfit makes it easier for me to do so, I just have to pull my cow panties to the site to let it slip it in my wet snatch, I guess it was even easier for Levy. Some of the other girls hadn’t it as easy. Most of them had to pull down their trousers or skirts, but some were wearing mini-skirts with no panties.

I hope the bimbo would soon with my order, I could us some cum in my mouth!