They always were before and Jacob didn’t like this was any different. “Do you want a seat?”“Sure,” he said replying to her and looking throu...h the diner. No other customer sat in the place. The diner reflected the same as workers too. “Just you?”“Naw hun,” she told him grabbing a menu and beckoning him to follow. Jacob stared at her backside as she walked. A light blue waitress uniform with a pink ascot and white apron gave him the impression of a pinup type woman. In all actuality, as Jacob. So we were embarrassed and we went home disgusted thinking about his cock.I told my husband that I am so tired, my husband wanted to have sex that night. But I was not in a mood to sleep with him, I lied that I was on period and went to my room, locked the room after shouting and started imagining his cock. I was so horny, I started masturbating and it was a insatiable appetite for his cock. I had only a comb’s handle, I called him and started talking dirty and I comb fucked my pussy, while I. Delilah and Gary stationed themselves in the front where they could survey anyone approaching. A bell rang as they entered. As they waited, they examined the shop filled with knickknacks. There were hundreds of clocks of all shapes and sizes, plenty of electronics, along with quite a few major appliances. Before long, a young man entered from a back room.“Can I help you?” The sides of his head were shorn, while he possessed short curvy locks atop his head. He had a rugged appearance with about. ’ Despite how scared I was, I giggled. He smiled, turned off the light and went to another room. I was still giggling. As I slept on the bed without removing my make-up or anything, tears rolled down from the corner of my eyes. People say it amazes them when we shed tears while we are happy. They say, it didn’t make sense, but to me, it made more sense. We felt something so strong that a part of us couldn’t stay inside us, that’s what I thought anyway. To me, shedding tears while being happy.