"The woman looked at him for a few seconds, "That's not a Texas accent that I'm hearing."He smiled at her, "Very observant. I was raised in Chicago an... moved to Texas about four years ago."The woman grinned, pleased that she had guessed that he was not from Texas originally, "I get paid to be observant. I'm a reporter for the local newspaper. My name is Candy Wilson."Dan nodded and the woman continued, "You're in town for a job? What do you do?" My name is Dan Turner. I'm a consultant. Actually. She’s a mischievous one.”Giggling, Linda replied, “But I can run so much faster than you.”“Just wait until you look and feel like an elephant,” teased Kelly.Ed said, “We have to celebrate somehow. Any suggestions?”When no one suggested anything, Kelly said, “How about we go to Maria’s?”Giggling, Linda said, “When that baby is born, it’s going to come out speaking Spanish considering how much Mexican Food you’ve been eating.”“I’ve just been hungry for that kind of food for a while, that’s. I smiled and shoved my hips to the edge of my chair. I was indeed hard. My cock was pushing against my slacks and she grinned slyly.“At least I know you’re not dead!” she said with a chuckle.She put her hand on it and studied my expression.“Do you want me to take care of that for you?” she asked.I looked for any sign of mocking and then nodded.With a happy smile, she slipped off the chair and crouched between my legs. She pulled my cock out and sucked it into her mouth like a pro. What am I. I had a fairly erotic show, without actually seeing anything.We stopped at a restaurant for supper. We had a good meal, and I let her stay buttoned up. The waiter could see from the slit in her skirt that she had a garter belt on, but other than that we were saving things.We were done supper and about ready to leave, when she said "Last night, you licked my finger, you know, after I touched myself. Can I assume, that is something you like to do, I mean do you, do you like to, do you want to, I.