But everything about Sonja was different. Everything. “Oh, sure I do,” replied Sonja. “The waiters all know me and like me. Sometimes, I even ge... to eat for free.” I’ll bet she does, I thought. I noticed Juan Carlos staring intently at our table, but not making eye contact. I followed what I thought was his line of sight; it led to just below Sonja’s waist. Gosh, what a surprise, her short skirt was hiked up! “No panties?” I asked. “Now, why would I ever wear panties just to get a sandwich?”. ”“OK,” he said. “If you’re sure.” I nodded and smiled and he continued. “I really have enjoyed everything so far. Last night felt like we were truly making love.” I nodded in agreement again, thrilled that he viewed the night before so romantically. “But, right now, I want something else.”“Anything,” I whispered again. “I’m yours. Just tell me what you want.”“OK,” he said, taking a deep breath, “here goes: I want to stop making love and just fuck you. I want to fuck you hard, fast and. Seeing me and hearing me in this state turns you on more. You reach down to pull the pegs of my nipples and I make a muffled moan. Your moaning from the bullet and the feeling of my throat tight around your cock. You shoot your hot cum down my throat and slowly pull out of my mouth and I quickly swallow and take a deep breath. I catch my breath and flop onto the floor. You grab the peg on my clit and pull it off fast. I scream in pain as its so sensitive. You grab my lead and pull me to my. " She put her hands to her face, crushing the note to her cheeks."Where is he?" I asked, tempted to take her in my arms. Despite having her hair primly tied back and dressing in a rather old-fashioned, high-necked manner, she was obviously a fine looking woman."Over there," she said. "He's teaching some boys to work at the altar." Are you here alone?" There's my daughter. She's over there too, practicing on the pianoforte." You could introduce me as a friend, friend of your uncle or some such.