I probably didn't get it exact." I was just getting warmed up. It was really sweet." I liked it a lot." Where'd you learn to kiss?" Um..." I was not g...ing to tell her. "I, uh ... guess it just comes naturally. I suppose everyone does it about the same." No way. How much time is left?" Two minutes." I'm getting impatient. Talking about kissing makes me want to do it. This is taking forever." Next time we should think of something to do to make the time go faster." You mean like holding hands?". Decked out in a McDonald's kiddie table cloth and a Kid's Meal at Mandy's place was just there as a joke. The candle in the center of the table was lit waiting for them to arrive.When they arrived, they stood in line and Mandy chose her old favorite, a Number 1 Value Meal: A Double Quarter Pounder With Cheese, Fires and a Coke, S-U-P-E-R—S-I-Z-E-D, as Bob liked to say.Then Bob surprised Mandy. He went up to the Birthday Room. It had a big sign on it, "Private Party."Mandy held back, telling. His eyes go wide and he raises his arms slowly in surrender. He tries to speak, but his voice cracks with nervousness. He clears his throat and tries again."N-no offense meant. I-I'm a respectable businessman and I couldn't take a chance on selling ale to a child. N-not that you're a child. Indeed, I now see that you're clearly an adult. But the locals here would have my head, so to speak, if I were to allow a child to drink ale."You nod in acceptance of his words and carefully withdraw your. She didn’t afford him as much of an acclimation period this time, instead pulling out, only to push back in, her movements solely orchestrated by the gyrating of her hips, her eyes locked on his expression, though he had his eyes closed, she revelled in the look of determination. She knew it wouldn’t feel good for him, yet, but his sheer willpower in going through this minor ordeal for her pleasure was such a turn on for her that she found herself admiring and lusting after him more and more.