Cable, please.”The maître d’ smiles, “Ah, yes, Mister Cable. I hope you don’t mind, the table your secretary booked was beside the stage, but...when you changed it to three we had to move you to a table near the back.”“That’s perfectly all right, Maurice. I hope you are Maurice, because we haven’t met yet and I was told you’d be on tonight?”He smiles and responds, “Yes, I’m Maurice. Please come this way,” and he undoes the rope to show them to their table; surprising those who sneered at their. "Used to what, Bob?" Being with a woman who is beautiful, and interesting and ... sexy." What's sexy?" asked Curtis from the back seat."It means he thinks I'm pretty," said Riley, staring at Bob."I think you're sexy too, Mommy," said Curtis.The laughter would have broken the mood.Except that while they laughed, Riley reached over and laid her hand on Bob's thigh, midway between his knee and groin. The squeeze she gave his thigh communicated her thanks for the compliment.It also suggested she. As we hugged and breathed heavily, she says, why do you have to be so perfect? Why am i doing this? We kiss again, i move my hands towards her breasts and we kiss more and more till i am about to explode. Then, i eagerly pull a breast out and massage it with my hand and then suck on one nipple. She quielty cries and holds my head into her breast saying, god i needed this, i needed love for such a long time, and i need you. We kiss again and clothes start to come off. While i wanted so badly to. I watched as your hand slid to the ribbon on the front of the Basque, you pulled on it to un-lace it and revealed your tit’s, your hand moved inside and I continued to watch as you rubbed and pinched your nipple’s between your finger and thumb and pulled up on them making them harder, you had always said you never touched your tit’s as that was my job!!. I felt my cock twitch and I started to rub it. I was really turned on watching you playing with yourself and as I watched you slid one hand.