I ask you if you are going to call him. NO you say rather loudly. I tell you to calm down, I was just asking. I do tell you to think about it. The wai...ress comes and we order. I ask what you would like to shop for now? You look at me with a slight glazed look and say sorry I was thinking about something. I smile to myself and repeat my question. You say that it's up to me but you are having a great time. My phone rings and I answer. I look at you and excuse myself and walk to the front of the. My “free” hand, which has been busy lightly trailing up and down her settles on her breast and nipple. I know the timing well. As her little cries move up the scale, my fingers close on her nipple. The extra sensations of the nipple caress take her into the oceanic waves of climax. As wave after wave of internal storm winds wash over her, the storm outside cooperates with wind whipped rain slashing against the house. Her head sinks back onto my shoulder, her hair sticking to her damp. She told him to kiss her and as she kissed her juices from his face, she reached down and started undoing his pants. He quickly stood up, removed his shirt, and practically tore his pants off. He climbed back on top of her and for the first time she grabbed his manhood, and when she did, she let out another moan. He guided himself between her legs and started to penetrate her; he found her lips and started kissing her again. Penetration was slow, although she was extremely wet and hot she was. As he entered her, her dangling breasts slapped the desk rhythmically. She grew hoarse with every jagged gasp and cries she let out, and almost cried in sheer joy when Bruce released another tidal wave of cum inside her ass. He pulled out and she lay their stomach and tits on the desk, breathing raggedly as she tried to recover. Bruce stepped into the adjoining bathroom, and proceeded to clean off his cock. He toweled himself off as he walked over to the desk where she still hadn’t been able to.