" My name is Miguel, and I will serve you tonight." A tall, dark, and handsome server spoke out, standing firm. He hated working for the establishment since they couldn't refuse customer requests.

"Thank you. I don't think I'm ready to order yet. Is it true that you cannot refuse any customer requests?" You asked with a soft smile, alluding to an innocent and naive appearance.

Miguel sighed and then reluctantly agreed that he could not refuse any requests. He purposely avoided eye contact while he started fiddling with his hands.

You notice how was blessed ith big pecs and a slim waist, but attached to it were two big round globes. The mole under his eye made him even more alluring and sexy to you.

"I'll be back in a moment to take your order. Please take your time," the waiter said, then turned away. Before he could take two steps away, your arm shot out at the hem of his waist.
"Ah!" You're sudden action startled him as you swiftly pulled down his slacks. He was presented before you with two big chocolate brown buns. The freckles are all over his cheeks looked like little chocolate chips.

"I think I know what I want for my appetizer," you chuckle. "S-sir," Miguel attempted to pull his pants back up after forcefully pulling them down half way off his ass.

" I wonder what you'll taste like." You comment after as you slowly bring those two chocolate brown buns closer to you.

" You need to stop and let me go. I won't call the police on you if you do that now," Miguel attempted to threaten the perverted customer. He could see how you were almost drooling over him, which gave him cold chills.

"Nu-uh. You said it yourself." You lean over with an open mouth then slide your tongue over Miguel's ass. "You cannot refuse any customers' requests. I even called ahead, so you can't refuse me now."
Miguel was disgusted by the person who just dragged his tongue over his sweaty ass. He knew that the restaurant's motto would come back to haunt him.

"Now get up on the table and kneel with your torso lying down." You commanded as you let go of the server while pushing your chair back.

"Fine. Don't get carried away with all this. You're lucky I can't beat the shit out of you." Miguel gritted his teeth as he removed his pants. He then got into position on the table as he cringed from the cool breeze blowing across his ass.

"Mmm. Thanks for the meal." You say as there is now a feast laid out before you. A wafting smell of savory feet lingered in the air. Most likely from Miguel's sheer socks keeping his sweaty and hot feet hostage.

You waste no time in pressing your face between the server's buns. It was now enveloping your whole face with soft and squishy walls. His natural smell was intoxicating as you were lured close to his tight hole.

"This is so humiliating. When this is over, I'm going to beat the shit out of him. Not even my girlfriend is allowed to eat my- ah!" While complaining, Miguel let out a yelp when he felt an intruding tongue inside his hole. It kept going deeper and violated his inner walls.

"F-fuck." Miguel muttered as his cock was starting to harden. He felt himself start to spread his ass more.

You slobbered and sucked all over Miguel's ass until more hot sweat beads came from both of you. After you tasted his ass long enough, it was time for dessert.

"Are you done now? I need to get back to work if you don't mind." The server asked you with an irritable tone. His toes were wiggling in his sheer socks, which lured you in more.

"What are you doing now?!" You ignored his question as you peeled off one of his socks. The sock was then brought to your nose, making the smell becoming even more potent. Sniff. You sniffed the sock while rubbing the exposed sole before you.

"You're so gross. My socks smell bad from sweating and running around all day." You needed to test that statement, so you pressed your tongue against his sole, then took a long lick.

SLURRRRRP. The taste of his sweaty sole exploded in your mouth. You needed to taste what was hiding between those savory toes.

"I can't believe perverts like you get a kick out of someone's feet. Do my feet taste that good to you," the server asked mockingly.

SLURRRRP. MMMMM. SLURRRP. You soaked both of his soles in your saliva, and now it was time to get between his toes. You poked your tongue between the pinky toe and the one beside it.

Mmmm. Another flavor explosion invaded your taste buds as you slid your tongue between each of those brown toes. After worshipping his feet for another few minutes, you were satisfied.

You noticed how his cock was rock hard from all of your samplings. Leaving a prey unpleasured was not the kind of predator you wanted to be. So your tongue curled around the head of the server's cock to lick up the bead of pre cum peeking out.

"F-fuck. I'm not going to come from a guy sucking my cock" Miguel told himself while pounding his fist on the table. He could feel your sick, perverted tongue playing with his cock like it's a sucker.

He didn't want to admit he enjoyed it more than he should. His girlfriend hasn't given him head in a while so this was expected. "N-no! Fuck!"

You smirk as you feel the cock in your mouth tremble. He was close, and a sweet milky treat was about to be given to you. Purposely you speed up your sucking until a hot liquid shoots in the back of your throat.

"Mmmmm." You savor his taste as it usually signals if the prey would taste good.

"Alright, I'm done now." The server shifted around with his legs hanging off the table. He was sweaty and flustered by what he just went through. If looks could kill, you would be dead right now.

"Aww. To think that the fun just started." You replied, then eyed up the busboy with big, beefy muscles. He would make a fine main course.

Before the server could hop off, you grip both his arms in place while forcing a kiss onto him. His lips were full and soft, just like how you imagined. He was grumbling and trying to fight back your tongue from invading his mouth.

"Don't worry, you won't be alone for long." The server watched in disbelief of your mouth opening wide enough to surround his face. "W-what are you doing-"

You slowly lap his face while tasting some of his salty tears. You felt kind of bad for eating someone who looked just to be a senior in high school. His life was just getting started as an adult.

Your mouth began to swallow more and more until you were down to his shoulders. He was fighting furiously and screaming, but no one could hear him. After all, you requested a private area to dine in.

Your tongue now pressed against the server's soft and squishy pecs that reminded you of a yummy sponge cake. Teasing his nipples was fun momentarily as they traveled down your throat.

His slim waist was slurped up quickly while you licked up his tummy. No one ever takes enough time to appreciate a soft abdomen. Now, his waist was slowly coming in.

The server's legs started flailing and kicking more aggressively as he was being picked up. You took hold of his legs and used them to your advantage.

His flaccid cock still had some of his essence leaking out. So you made sure not to waste any of it. Those chocolate buttery buns were past your teeth and entering your throat.

The dark, tanned, feminine legs were easily slurped up like noodles. All that stuck out were his trembling feet. You took one last lick of those toes, and now he was gone entirely.

After swallowing up the server, you sat back on your chair. He was struggling and fighting back in your stomach. For such a punk, he tasted perfect. Now it's time to taste that busser.

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