To Waiter by fabsabs

Just as Damien was about to swallow, he felt Brad lift him up and press his mouth to his, cum dribbling down both their chins. All the while, Brad’s good hand was pumping Damien’s cock, driving him on until that final release…As the family left the cafe, Brad put his arm around his wife and kissed her on the cheek, meanwhile looking over her shoulder at the bar where Damien was trying desperately to hide the fact that his shirt was missing some buttons. Noticing that Julie was busy, Damien walked out and began to clear the table. As he picked up the now empty glass of beer, he felt a slip of paper underneath it and took it out, holding it to the light. A mobile phone number was written there and on top of it had been written the name Brad Smith.