"Madeline, I'm...I'm...." Shut up and kiss me," I said, and he did, right there in the restaurant,to the applause of half the wait staff and some of t...e customers. It wasa long, lingering kiss and I felt his hand playing with the hem of mydress under the booth, sliding up my delicious silken thigh, and comingto rest on the soft flesh at the top of my stocking. When we finally came up for air, I wiped a smudge of lipstick off hisface with a linen napkin and sat back in the plush booth, the. ..ohhh... fuuuuck!” Not caring at all who might hear, I swore loudly as a massive orgasm ripped through me. There was no let up in your nailing of me, and I was glad, because I wanted you to feel as much pleasure as I did at that moment. I fell silent for a few seconds at the very peak of climax, and my whole body tensed, then just as suddenly became limp. I felt my juices trickle down to my thighs and gave a deep sigh of relief. You carried on fucking me, with strokes fiercer than ever now, as. Why did you pull out?" she cooed still dazed from her countless orgasms. "Because I'm a cruel bastard and I want to hear you beg for my cock." Please, I need you to put it back in," she said weakly. "You know that isn't good enough. No need to be shy," he replied stroking his cock. "Please... Donte," she paused before continuing on, "please fuck me with your big, black cock!" Now that's more like it, my little hijabi slut," he said as he rammed his cock back in to her. She came again from the. ‘H-hi, Troy. C-can I come in?’ ‘Yeah, ok,’ he said, with the obliviousness of an 8-year-old. ‘Uh, wipe your feet, please.’ Troy let her in and shut the door behind her as a voice shouted from up the stairs. ‘Troilus! Who is?’ ‘It’s Helen, Propappou. You don’t know her,’ he responded. ‘I went to Julie’s house, but nobody was home,’ Helen said as she wiped her bare feet on the mat. She got most of the mud off of them, but there was still enough on her feet to leave muddy footprints as she and.