That's not a term I've heard before.”“It means the pasta's been dyed black. With squid ink.”My date blinked. “Oh. I haven't heard of that befo...e. How's it taste?”“The ink gives it a bit of an earthy flavor, if that's your thing. Me, I'm going with the baked ziti. And please, ignore the price tags. You're my guest tonight.” Our waiter soon approached. I ordered my ziti, and sure enough, she was brave enough to try the lingini al nero. I smirked at her. “Are you trying to impress me or. He backed up to the couch with his hard cock out stroking it hard in anticipation for what was about to come. “You gonna taste her nectar aren’t ya baby” he said sexily as I started kissing her thighs. “Yes” I moaned. I reached up caressing her breast as I slid her panties off with my other hand. She squirmed in anticipation as I parted her sweet pussy lips with mine. She was wet and ready and the “nectar”, her juices, tasted sweet and amazing. I wasn’t real sure what to do to make her feel. She bought 4 tops and finished her shopping. Then we went to KFC to eat some burgers and chat with each other. She is very friendly and became close very soon. Slowly she started sharing her personal things as well saying her husband is business man, always behind money and never cares about her. He just gives money to her and then thinks about business. They doesnt have kids even after 3 years of marriage. Then i understood the situation very well as she is starving for sex and good company. I. We don't hide the disability, we just carry on."I added, "The lady with spina bifida is in this school this year, although she's one year ahead of Gloria." I turned to Gloria. "You'll meet Lindsay come the fall."The tour over, we thanked Stuart and headed back to the resort for lunch.Lunch was another new experience for my sister and her husband. Whereas lunch yesterday was at a regular restaurant (except everyone but one was nude), here we sat on the Sunny Acres Restaurant's large patio with a.