Today's businessmen have begun to forget the meaning of the words "quality service". But I'm an older man. If I come to a restaurant, I want to get everything I am due. If I eat meat, only the freshest and tastiest. If I order music, only music that makes me want to live a real life. And if I want to fuck a singer girl in her tight little slit on stage in front of her husband, then so be it. Because I'm the customer, and the customer is always right. Fibi gets propositioned in front of her husband, and accepts, as her husband throws up his hands in disgust. She gives a blowjob on her knees, then bends over to take it doggy style while sitting on a barstool, crying out in ecstasy. She flips over for some missionary action, then gets fingered hard, before licking the pussy juice off with another blowjob, then seductively licking his balls and shaft. She rides him cowgirl tben cowgirl, crooning into the microphone, and moaning, before returning to her knees as the customer jerks himself to completion into her mouth. She returns to her husband, who wants nothing to do with her now.
