“He’s just never talked to you about sex before,” I told her. “Believe me, you’ll be getting all the dirty fun you can handle!”“I hope s...,” she laughed then. “My pussy needs attention.”And she spread her narrow knees and with her fingers parted the lips of her young pussy for me, her fine blond pubic hair so pale it was almost invisible, the pinkness within her cunt literally glistening with wetness. “See? I’m already all excited.”Several long moments later, we pranced proudly out into the. "Then pick one and lets head out," I suggested.Ten minutes later found us sitting down in a restaurant so small that there were only five table in the place. I ordered a thick soup and wine to drink. The soup was hot, and as thick as some stews I have eaten. The bread served with the soup was excellent. I am no connoisseur of wines, but I enjoyed the red wine I received with my meal.The main reason for the stop was so that Lucy could ask the waitress, and later also the owner of the restaurant,. " That's true. I hope I know what I'm getting myself in for." She said it with a rueful smile, knowing what was to come in the next years."Why don't you sit down for a moment?" I suggested. I was curious. I didn't think she had stopped just to say hello."Thank you. I will." She sat opposite me, her eyes seldom leaving my face. I could see she was summoning up the nerve to say something, and I had a hunch what it might be."I owe you an apology for the dreadful way I treated you, Lee. I look back. I nearly melted as i felt ber warm mouth engluf my cock. I stood there in awe, looking down at this young woman i'd met in person only hours ago lavishing my cock with attention. The fact that we were so exposed was a distant thought. The only reason it was of concern to me was if my wife came to the window and could maybe see what we were up to and would she be aroused watching?With my hand lightly placed on the side of her face, Astrid looked up at me and kissed my thumb,taking it into her.