One of my favorite pansy boys contacted me today for a date. My lovely, evil mind concocted the perfect date, so I told him to put on his favorite intimates, a sexy red dress, and to make sure his bra was properly filled out, and his hair and makeup was done. He met me at the restaurant I requested, meeting each and every one of my requirements with style.
We walked in together, and heads turned immediately. It was a classy establishment, and our dresses were just this side of tasteful. We ate our meal, discussing what his goals were for the rest of the day. Little did he know what was coming.
After the waiter brought the check and he paid for it, I stood from my seat and waited for him to stand from his. Then, right there in the middle of the restaurant, I grabbed his arm and whipped him around to face me. I pushed him to his knees, being the tall fellow that he was, and I pressed his face into my breast. He quickly sprung it free and took it into his mouth like a good little bitch. I whispered for him to free his cock from under that lovely dress and start stroking it for everyone to see. He followed my orders very nicely. What he didn’t expect was for the waiter who had just served us to walk up behind him, get down on his knees, and ram his big dick into my bitch boy’s ass. He squealed into my tit before succumbing to the fucking. It was, indeed, a delicious luncheon date.