I’m not even sure I want dinner before we make love.”Kyle obeyed pretty quickly and before we got out of the truck we’d all had another round of...kissing. We got to Roxie’s and all smashed in on one side of a booth.“It’s pretty bad when a girl has two lovers and still gets left alone,” she sighed as we waited for our food. “You really weren’t having a ... romantic getaway together?” she asked.“No, Aubs. Is that what you were really afraid of? Kyle and I both love you, but we’re not into each. I decide to coax her to the balcony. The warm tropical air smells so good after the sample I got inside. I am about to stick my finger into her pussy but I get a sudden strong urge to taste her home-style recipe. I lay her back on the floor of the semi-secluded balcony and spread her legs gently. While she had consented already I don't think she even realizes what's happening at the moment. I tuck the tip of my nose right under her hoop and breathe in long slow and deep. I'm rewarded by the. Leaning over her back I reached around her and pulled the chain, stretching her thick nipples, I continued to thrust, each deeper and with each thrust she moaned louder. Her moist lips wrapped around my cock as I plummeted her pussy.I held her cheeks and suddenly swatted her cheeks; she jumped and cried out "Fuck me, Sir… Fuck me hard!"With each thrust, she pushed back, wanting more. My groin slapped her cheeks, and she continued to moan, her moans building in intensity. I could feel she was on. "Good little girls get lollipops. Bad little girls have trouble sittingdown!" The salon owner was enjoying my prediciment immensely!The stylist was just securing the bow to the top of my head as mygrandmother returned to collect me. I sat in the chair staring indisbelief at the reflection of a little girl. I was stunned by howconvincingly juvenile I appeared. I would have had absolutely no problemgetting into the movies for half price! Behind me in the mirror thestylist smiled wickedly as.