“You’d better ride your wild horse.”Mrs Turner needed no further invitation. Her large breasts flopped and flapped and the flesh around her midd...e wobbled sweetly as she rode my cock, with a natural flair I wouldn’t have expected. She closed her eyes and raised her head as the head of her lover’s penis repelled her joyous bouncing and she breathed faster and faster until she came with a tumultuous shout and quivered helplessly, impaled on me.I hadn’t come yet, so she knelt on the wet towel with. She told me more about her family, and I told her a bit about mine, though I was purposefully vague on a number of things, since I didn’t want to get into a discussion about my home life or my mom.When we arrived at Bucktown Bistro, I handed the keys to the valet. I recognized him, and he me, but he simply acknowledged me with a nod. So far, so good. I took Crystal’s arm and led her inside.“Good evening, Sir. Madam. Do you have a reservation?”“Yes. Bond. James Bond.”Crystal broke up laughing,. "Ah, the beautiful young Miss Harris, it's good to see you again young lady."Rebecca, of all things, dropped into a half-curtsey. Tony recognized it as part of her "Scarlett" persona.Rebecca wasn't wearing the fifty-dollar dress she and Tony had discussed long ago. Tony actually had no idea beforehand but Tina took her shopping for this one. It was an amazing shade of light green and went almost to the floor on her left side but just barely above the knee on the right. It hugged her taut body. The laced corsetaround my waist and the tapping of my heels all added to make me feelpetite and sexy at the same time. I wasn't sure what to expect but Annahad to have some other reason to invite us over apart from just dinner.Welcoming us in, I smiled as I saw what she had on, a very sexy blacksatin and lace bustier, matching skirt and 5in pumps, she lightly kissedboth of us while her husband looked in from the billiards room, where Iheard more than one male voice."Come in, come in, dinner.