In the back of the taxi, her hand slid into the top of my dress again and fondled my breast. She whispered, “I think this will be fun, don’t you?�...� ‘Yes, I do.” “Do you wish Ricky had come with us?” “No.” It was a short cab ride. A tree-lined street of what looked like old buildings, big, imposing was our destination. The street lights were old-fashioned and cast a pallid light on the paved walkway as we got out of the cab into the warm night air. She paid off the cab and led me by the hand to a. He didn’t like the idea of being a show business entertainer. He didn’t like the idea of having to entertain the customers. He felt that customers should come to his place to celebrate and enjoy their lives. It was just a matter of finding a concept for the pizzeria that would draw people wanting to have a good time.For two months he had been checking out restaurants trying to find one that was a fun place to eat. The closest that he had come was a sports bar, but that was a bar and not a place. Her pussy looked amazing from this angle."Yes, daddy. Give it to me. I want you in me so bad."I slowly inserted myself into her. It didn't even occur to me that it was my first time inside a vagina. With her, I felt like I'd been doing this for years. It felt so tight sliding into her, I could have unloaded inside her right there. But somehow I held it together."Oh yes, daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me!" she begged.I started pumping away. I can't describe how it felt, feeling her tight wet pussy grip. She thought she could almost feel the pulse of his power when she ran her hand over him, his pure masculinity calling to her deep femininity causing his cock to twitch in her hand and her pussy to wet itself in preparation to take him in.She helped guide him to her entrance and had to release him and throw her head back as he began to enter her. She was wet and ready for him yet he still stretched her as he entered her. The warmth in her belly was growing hotter and filling her up as he filled.