I asked the supervisor and learned she had quit as she was graduating soon and moving on to college. The pang of guilt hit me then... a high school st...dent... maybe it was better she was gone before that tension was broken by something we might regret. I still visited the restaurant, though, probably unconsciously hoping to see her again, or just revisiting my memories of her.Just when I had given up a few weeks later and decided on one last visit, she appeared. The restaurant dining room was. . ." she stopped. She could see I was already feeling rejected, down. "Oh what the heck. It's not like I get a lot of invitations to parties these days," she said. "Okay, it's a date." "Great," I said. "Would you like to get a cup of coffee? I mean right now. There's a Winchell's across the street. She looked askance at me. "You know, Bruce, most guys ask a girl to go for the cup of coffee before they ask for a full blown date. You actually intrigue me," she said. "Let's go," I said. We. I let out a scream, but as much in pleasure as in pain. He spanked both cheeks and the butt plug before reaching under the bench and pulling hard on the chain attached to my nipples. He repeated the spank and pull another five times; the sensations were incredible. Both my cheeks and nipples were burning.Just as he finished the last pull on my nipple chain, I heard his phone ping. Picking it up, he smiled before putting it down again. He then grabbed both pigtails and told me to open wide.This. I saw the hint of a smile on Anna's mouth so I egged my buddy on; to fuck her faster & harder. Faster & Harder! He picked up the pace, and Anna didn't last long, cumming with him still thrusting inside her.As Anna settled down from her orgasm, I told Scott that she'd let him fuck her in the ass. I'm not really an ass man myself, but I knew Scott was, and to be honest it would still be pretty fucking hot watching Anna let him use her there as well. With a little work it became a reality, and.