I didn’t want to scare her off so without taking this mischievous moment on, I motioned towards the restaurant.It was an intense moment. We just met...and talked for only half an hour or so in the car and now we were here in this beautiful romantic environment of the posh restaurant. There was a momentary silence until I thought to break the ice and asked her, “What exactly you do at your father’s car showroom?” This question started off our wonderful luncheon with her telling me all about her. Oh? she replied, and whats that? I looked up at her, calm as day, but aching within. A taste. She tilted her head and rolled her eyes slightly in mock subjugation. Oh well, if I really have to. She moved forward then, leaning her blue panties toward me. I promptly let her shirt hang in the mouth of the dryer as I smiled and reach out with my fingers and pulled aside her panty enough to see her wonderful pussy. Amid the red of the rest of her body her pussy stood out in a rich and soft light. Just get over here and put it in me. I went over and put the tip at her pussy. She said to me just push it in slow and don’t fuck me yet. I pushed in to her and it felt so slick and hot . Dina looked me right in the eyes and asked does it feel different? I said yes. does it feel lose? Yes. does it feel slippery? Yes . push it in and out slow. Dina bit her lip looked me in the eyes, and asked does it feel like it’s spent the day getting fucked by two black guys ? oh god! Dina did you fuck two. You sit down in the chair, feeling light headed. The press of bodies in the room makes the air hot and moist. You can smell beer and sweat mixed with all the different scents they are wearing. You close your eyes and tilt your head back still cupping your breasts. Slowly you cross then uncross your legs before opening them wide......The whistling has started again in earnest and you look out at the audience with a sluttish grin on your face. Your hands move down your body from your breasts,.