"Isn't this place..?" Not for us." Tim smiled. "They pick up on Tuesday and Thursday."The Maitre'D smiled as he regarded them both with an outstretche... hand."Tim. We have your table. This must be Bobbie?" Yeah." She blushed."Nice to finally have a face to the name." He shook her hand gently."Can't forget it now. This way, please."He led them to a quiet table in the corner. The restaurant would havebeen uncluttered, not many would come to a place like this before Prom.It was unlikely to see. She agreed. First she gave me a big and nice suck, this time putting in a vacuum kind of action with her mouth, with which my cock thickened and grew longer than ever before. Then I brought some petroleum jelly from the bathroom and rubbed it in and out of her asshole. Then turning her belly and asking her to rest on her fours, I went behind her, with my erect cock in my hand and put the tip of my cock on her Arse hole and even before I could force, she whimpered and said ”papa dont hurt me, be. She rolled her ass around as she looked around the couch to make sure he got a good look. Although she hoped he would grab it she also knew it was too soon to get physical.His cock was now very hard and he was feeling distracted by her little show. She finally sat down again making sure her legs were open just enough to tease but not enough to let him see her pussy. He was trying to adjust his guitar in his lap so it wasn't pressing on his throbbing cock and she giggled a little as she watched.. "You two get us a table."Emma smiled when Jane ordered small cups and not the enormous mugs theywould have normally chosen. 'Dainty and lady like,' she thought.The young boy barista smiled at Emma, "Here you are miss, enjoy yourdrink," He was doing what her male self would have done, eyeing her up.He appeared to like what he saw. Emma blushed slightly and thanked himwhich made his smile even larger. "Can I help you with the tray?" No need thanks," she replied with a grateful smile.Paula watched.