She put her bags in the car and slowly climbed in. I noticed that she glanced my way several times. She started her car and pulled out of the parking ...ot to the exit.On an impulse, I followed her. A curiosity had developed in my fevered mind. It wasn't hard to keep her in sight. She didn't go far before she turned into a residential area and still I followed. When she turned into a driveway, I followed her, stopping just behind her car as she was climbing out.She didn't seem all that surprised. Misty just lied back down on the bed, turned her head to the side and waited.I paused for a second to position myself. I looked down and her pussy was literally pulsing. And it was damp, but not dripping. Slowly, I entered her. I felt the pliable walls of her opening spread around the head of my cock, perfectly forming itself around me as if it was a mold. Misty moaned deeply. I heard her suck in air through her mouth as I went further inside. I remember how warm and inviting her pussy. She suggested an appetizer to get things started. He said things were way past start. His humor eased the tension. She scribbled a note and slid it to him while he was distracted motioning to the waitress for menus.He caught her as her hand slipped back into her lap. It was darker than it had been earlier and he used the candle on top of the table to read what she had written. "I want to take each of your fingers into my mouth and suck on them." He looked up grinning, letting her know he. Slowly, he reached behind her, and unzipped her dress. The olive green silk rustled slightly as it slithered to the floor, caressing her skin as it fell. She stood before him in her underwear, and his eyes were darting about, taking in all of her. Her womanly curves, the black silky briefs and bra – both edged with just a hint of green lace, to match the dress – and the way it contrasted with her porcelain skin and deep red hair. He sighed as he looked at her, and saw the rush of blood flow to.