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Monday, April 15, 2024

[SS-1372] Super Server


SUPER SERVER

"I still don't get why we had to get the Super Server in this restaurant. I mean, he's just a shirtless, muscular man serving us with an apron. Why do we need to pay an additional couple of dollars for that," you complain while watching the hot server fix your table.

Your boyfriend tells you, "look. It will be worth it. But we have to finish our food first."

"Enjoy your food," the hunky bespectacled server said before walking away.


Your boyfriend told you about this new restaurant in the gay district of the city that had a gimmick. So, you agreed to check it out with him.

Still not convinced about the expensiveness of the place, you eat the food. They taste good. But it still does not justify the large bill they will be paying later.

"Are you done?" your boyfriend asks while you are taking your last bites of dinner.

You swallow the last piece of dessert rolls, "yeah sure. What now?"

Your boyfriend calls the server. "We are now ready for the super service."

The server smiles and flexes his arms. "Sure. Follow me."


Curiously, you and your boyfriend follows him. He leads you into a room.

Then the server takes off his apron, and the rest of his clothes.

You gasp at seeing his hot body and erect cock.

"He's our final dessert," your boyfriend explains.

You chuckle, "haha. I kinda saw that coming, but I did not believe it at first."

"Enjoy your meal," the server seductively chimes.

In a while, the server is already bending over while you drill him in the ass, while your boyfriend fucks his mouth.

The extra payment for the super server is worth it.


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