Lunch with Rob - a full half-hour of his attention on her.She couldn’t wait.It was 2am when Dakota’s high began to wear off. She was still up - sh... felt so full of energy: she cleaned her entire apartment, finally got around to filing her taxes, and when there was nothing left to do, just flitted around the apartment, still buzzing.Lunch had been amazing. She couldn’t even remember what they’d talked about - her head had been so clouded with pleasure. Rob had asked her a lot of questions about. There was a small delay in proceedings. Kara and Tara weren’t pleased to be excluded from their usual place beside her, but they did get to share the kitchen with Max. The doors in between were firmly shut.Even after our energetic weekend, we managed to christen her bed twice over, once with Mel and once with Atlanta, and then fool around in her shower in the morning. I’d watched several clips of her having sex in a bath or shower, and in my opinion it was even better in real life. The. He zipped up and ran back to his car. What a creep; he just got off on me and left as if I exist merely to please him. I was still on my knees as some of his jiz dripped down to my lips so I looked at him in his car and licked it off to get a taste of it. At first I thought; hmm a bit slimy not too bad and then the after-taste hit me. Damn; it was the kind of persistently vulgar flavor that emphasizes the fact that cum is not meant for the mouth. If the smell does not stop you, the flavor. I took a moment to let my eyes adjust and I heard Mack tell someone to get the cart. I peered through the gloom and saw an old hunched black man turn and walk deeper into the recesses of the building. Moments later I spotted him again pulling a small metal device toward us. I guess you could call it a table even though Mack had called it a cart.It was about a fifteen inches high to the top of the flat table top like surface. It was about three feet long and two feet wide. It had six inch rubber.