‘Sure. Why not?’ We hustled through the warm spring rain and found a nice table over at the Golden Fleece in nearby Greektown. Just after ordering... Tina let out a big yawn. ‘I’m sorry,’ she said meekly. ‘I’m just really tired today.’ ‘Well it’s that swinging single lifestyle that you lead,’ I said. ‘Don’t I wish,’ she replied. ‘That’s just my problem. I don’t have a lifestyle. I don’t have a life.’ ‘Come on, everybody does,’ I spoke, trying to be supportive. ‘Sure, I live and breathe, but I. Just don’t let your parents find it.” I reached out slowly to take the magazine from her and she looked up at me. Her blouse was undone to the point that her bra cups were nearly completely visible and she made no effort to hide them, even when she noticed me looking down her shirt. Instead, she stood up slowly and turned toward Gramps’ workbench. “You probably need to go get a shower before we eat, Bryan. And take your time.”I did not say a thing, I just turned and went over and put my. I loved her but I knew it wouldn't go anywhere. Shortly, I felt life in my pecker. Bettina writhed her hips against me and then put her glorious breasts on my chest. I remembered last time that I couldn't come in the condom. I decided to treat it like she wasn't hot enough.I put on the condom and thrust inside her. She was hot and wet and went ballistic after about six pokes. I gave her a second spasm and then rolled off her on my back."Jesus, Frank, what does It take?" I don't know. You guys. I could feel her tits pressing against me and it made my cock start to rise. I asked how she was doing and she immediately told me that she got off in “30 minutes”. I told her that I would be glad to wait for her and she said that is what she was hoping for. I had parked next to her van and I waited for her and when she came out we both got in. She immediately started kissing me and rubbing my cock thru my jeans. I responded by rubbing her pussy thru her slacks. After several minutes of this.