As they walked through the restaurant, the Maître D’ apologized to Annika for, ‘having let the wife and daughter of the partner of the restaurant...��s owner wait for their table.’ He quickly led them upstairs to a table for four in a private corner of the balcony overlooking the now deserted beach. Annika squeezed the Maître D’s arm, leaned forward to let him see her cleavage, and assured him, ‘It was our fault, we did not let you know that we had arrived early. We are very satisfied with your. As a sweet-sixteen schoolgirl with a double-D cup size, she had considered them her greatest asset, since they were a boy-magnet that made her competition envious. As she grew older, they had stayed high and firm. During her regular aerobic exercises, they bounced and swayed, but never sagged or flopped. Even so, she still had the same problems that girls with large breasts usually do, but magnified by her short stature. Seatbelts were irksome, she could never get one adjusted so it did not. Again she looked at him questioningly.He simply nodded after hardening his features making the gesture a command.She set the box down on the table next to the sofa and lifted her pleated skirt. She was naked underneath in accordance with his standing instructions not to wear underwear except as necessitated by her female cycle. She removed the shiny object from its box, noting a thin wire extending from one end. Presuming correctly that the end of the wire should remain on the outside of her,. But the nicest sight was seeing this beautiful teenager waiting for him. She smiled at him a cute, yet devious smile. “What?” he asked. “Nothing, I’m just waiting for you to fuck me hard,” she said. That was all the inspiration that he need and he quickly jumped on the bed to join her. He got on top of her and wrapped his arms around her sexy body as they started making out again. Once again, Matt started rubbing all over her body, but this time he removed her shirt. He got a good look.