She was sipping an Irish Mist as she turned and looked at me. Her deep blue eyes matched perfectly her flaming red hair. I walked over to her and sat ...own as she uttered a deep “Hello”!15‘My name is…’ I didn’t have time to finish my phrase as she interrupted.‘Lugh!’‘Yes, that’s right,’ I agreed not really knowing why. ‘And you are Morrigan,right?’‘That’s right. Are you ready?’ I didn’t know why she’d asked that and yetsomething inside urged me to acquiesce. As I looked at her legs, I felt my. Mom smiled and told her that she had one well.Then it was Mom’s turn to show off for the place. However, she made sure to drop a napkin that she had to pick up before wondering off. She returned, put on another show, and then we finished our meal.The waitress came over and asked Mom if the man at the last table could pay our tab. He offered the waitress a fifty-dollar tip if she could talk Mom into it, he wanted our phone number too. Mom smiled, told her that we needed three cherry cheesecakes. Bardhini was struggling and trying to push herself away, but I held her all the closer. I slid in and out slowly once or twice, relishing in the feeling of her wet tongue trying to push me out, before withdrawing. I didn’t want to scare her too badly.“Good job, baby.” I was quick to compliment her. I wanted her to know that I was appreciative. She looked up at me, her eyes damp with unshed tears. I brushed her hair back from her forehead. “That what we call cock sucking. Something I’m sure. She sat down with her back facing me, leaned all the way back, rolled her head off of the edge of the chair, and took me back into her mouth. So now she was flat on her back and sucking my dick while I stood behind her. She reached back down between her legs and started playing with herself again. She knows watching her masturbate drives me wild but this was almost too much as it also gave our voyeur the perfect view of both her blowing me and fingering her clit. I checked on our audience again.