The only thing I told you about tonight was that at least one of your fantasies would be fulfilled. You want to ask, but instinctively you know better... As we drive through the streets of LA, I reach into my knapsack and hand you a blindfold. You put it on and I reach over and slip the halter top down to your waist exposing your perfect breasts to anyone looking. You hear the convertible top retracting and feel the gentle breeze on your skin letting you know that you are exposed to both the. Paying little attention to anyone else in the store as he shuffled out of it, bracing himself for the sudden wall of cold air he encountered as he left the seven/eleven. Trudging through the thick covering of snow that had fallen in the twenty minutes he had been inside the store, he fumbled for the keys to the battered old car that sat in the furthest corner of the car park. Cursing the decision to park his car there, he muttered under his breath as he reached it, opening the boot to deposit. He was so good at planning romantic evenings when he knew she was stressed about things, knowing how much she needed the distraction. He knew so many things about her and could read her like a book. After sitting down at the table, their salads were brought out to them. ‘I went ahead and had them fix what we normally order, I hope you don’t mind.’ ‘Of course not, I would have ordered the same thing anyways.’ ‘Great. Well, let’s eat then!’ Their salads were terrific, the restaurant had their own. Then his tongue stroked once over the material, making her buck her hips slightly and moan. He lifted his head, and grabbed her thong, ripping it off her body. Then he shoved her legs open, and instantly began to lick and suck at her clit, causing her to shudder in sheer pleasure. Slowing down, he placed his tongue at the entrance to her soaking cunt, and slightly shoved it in. She pushed up against him, almost crying with her need now. He stopped, and sat up, looking at her. She opened her.