The whole point of a date is to enjoy yourself and be comfortable getting to know another person. Can I help you feel more comfortable, Rachel?”“C...n you?” she asked. Or was it a plea? The room seemed unreal somehow. Or maybe it was just her.“Well, if not me, Charise,” he said.Rachel blinked and realized that the waitress was placing a small chicken Cesear and a big shot of tequila in front of her. Roberto had a lamb chop and what looked like bourbon. He raised his glass in salute.“To relaxing. It felt really good, but I had an Eiffel Tower stuck in my pants, so I quickly said, "Hahaha! Tell me if you want another massage, Mom!" then I stormed to the bathroom. Even though I got blue balls, it was a pleasant experience. I got to touch my Mom and listened to her moans up close. The only times I heard her erotic moans before this, is when my parents were being a little too loud at bed during the night. Later that night, I was in my room, sitting on my bed, and I happened to see my hear. I know I'll die a spinster, never knowing a man's touch or ... what you did in there. At least let me hear what it's like to be fully a woman." Sally dropped her hands.Meg's eyes grew round and white in the dark. "We didn't do that!!" she whispered loudly. "Please believe that I wouldn't do that with him. He's just a boy!" But you did do something, " Sally probed again.Meg took a breath and nodded."Will you tell me about it?" pleaded Sally, leaning forward.Her attitude was so yearning that Meg. “Bend over the end of the bed here and hold on to the posts for support, I think that is how we will start,” Emma says with so much authority in her voice.Never from meeting her could Donald image she could be this forceful, displaying such power over him. At this moment it is exactly what he is lusting for, so he bends and spreads his legs for her.She comes and stands behind him. He feels her fingers wet with lube run up into his asshole, coating it well also. He moans with delight.He then.