She was 5.4 or so , really fair and her hair was open and laid straight behind her neck and onto her shoulders, her boobs were massive and sticking on...o her beautiful top like glue . Woah she was a perfect definition of perfection in every angle and i loved it .As i always thought i felt pessimistic about ever getting her and moved on . A few days passed and i was at the hard rock cafe waiting to listen to my friends jam a play there and in walked the same girl today in a semi transparent white. She was on fire and couldn’t wait to see what happened next.As he kissed and caressed her wonderful breasts, she helped him remove his shirt. She loved the feel of his muscled arms she had only admired from a distance. His touch was powerful, yet passionate and reassuring. She was as wet as she had ever been in anticipation.“Fuck me!” she said under her breath.That simple command was enough to send him over the edge. Like a man possessed, he removed his bottoms and panties with little effort.. Well now that was a bit of a surprise, normally only restaurants that were more expensive tended to do that. As she scanned down the menu she was even more pleased to note that the names of the farms where all the food was sourced were listed. She was still looking over the menu when the waitress came the first time so she asked for a glass of ice water to start and returned her gaze to the paper. This wasn’t the typical bar-b-que joint she had expected, the menu showed a specialization in wild. " He brought his hands to the keys and typed in, “This is your Dad, I wanna come into your room and stick my throbbing cock in your lovely mouth.” "I wish, I wish so hard," she typed back, hand strumming in her bottoms like she was playing guitar in a hardcore band. Biting her lower lip, he saw her glance at the bedroom door. “Is your door unlocked?” The one hand not on his precum and saliva glazed shaft typed, trembling so hard he could barely hit enter. “No, hold on.” She jumped.