As I sat there I started to get a Hard on thinking about her when I broke I contact and started to drink the cold Ice water that was given to me to tr... to control my sexual urges of wanting to fuck her. A few minutes went by when the waitress came by to take my order. I looked over to were the woman was sitting and she was no longer there. I felt a bit disappointed even though all I was probably going do was stare. The waitress left with my order so I decided to go use the restroom. I washed my. Her teeth were clamped together as her head tipped back, she let out a long low level gasp as her brow turned almost into a frown. She climaxed right there on my face, I licked my lips as her eyes opened to see my green eyes looking up at hers.There were no words between us for a few minutes, I got to my feet as her dress dropped back down to the floor. ''I can't believe that I've only been here since last night,'' I told her. ''I know,'' she replied, ''You belong here, for sure.'' she told me. She said when she rubbed over it, it pulsed a little and she watched it slowly starting to raise up off the side of his leg. She said, "I dont think he's done." She kept ever so slightly rubbing her finger over the tip until it was rock hard, standing straight up. He asked, if she was going to send him back to his room like this. She said, "I'm thinking about it." She said he called her mean. She raised up and asked "really, does a mean girl do this" and she rolled over a put his cock in. ' I think those were the extremes.When I got home, Patrick was sitting on the grass, digging with a soup spoon. "Urms," he said."Right, worms," I responded to my budding invertebrate zoologist."Go fish with gra'pa?" Not today." Ah, a sportsman! "Want to come in and clean up?" Sure." He got up and toddled/lurched into the house. I picked up the spoon and followed."What was he doing?" asked Weena. "He's filthy." Digging for worms with the spoon so he could go fishing with Rob." Ah. I suppose that.