" Okay."It was a nice small restaurant she took me to. The atmosphere and lighting were very relaxing."I forgot to ask if you're dating," Nancy said w...ile we waited for our food."No, not for like a few months." Gee," she said, giggling. "It looks like you change dates once every three months." Not really," I said, chuckling. "But you can't control this thing, can you?"Nancy giggled. "Depends on what thing."I chuckled again. "Not many customers here now. Is it because it's a Monday?" I don't. I take my tongue and just start licking you like an ice-cream cone... top to bottom and then swirling around the top over and over... Your balls are in my hand and I gently massage them... I can't stand it any more I want to suck your cock completely and plunge my mouth down taking your length as far as I can. Your hips buck in response to my mouths slippery path along your cock. Sucking up and down... pulling you deep inside ready to accept the entire load I know you are not going to keep long. She had to be discreet as she wanted to be able to confront the couple when they arrived. So choosing a position that would be obscured to customers entering the room, she settled down to wait. The warmth of the fire and the full length coat lulled her into a trance like state. She started to think, to dream and to fantasise. Sitting in the pub, she reminisced of a time when she had fought for her marriage, in the same outfit, and knew that Mark would remember too. Sitting in the alcove, she. "Her wish was my command; I loved to be ordered around by her, well in this situation anyway. I guess I knew what to expect. After a few sessions with a woman you get to know her kicks and one of hers was to take me on all fours with her bright new strap-on which she said would be much better than the last which she threw away. (I wasn't surprised it had had a good innings.) The new one she’d bought from Ann Summers had a little vibrator which she hoped I would like.I stepped over her lap, her.