Jeeves, or whatever he was called, opened the door for me and I stoodon the pavement, with the wind whipping up my skirt while Davisstruggled to get o...t of the car.As the car wooshed away, I turned around and looked at the restaurant.It looked quite expensive. There was a man outside wearing some sort ofgaudy uniform, covered with ribbons and medals. He opened the door forus and I walked in first, waiting for the bottom pinch from Davis,which luckily did not materialise.A man in waiters uniform. He'd gone all out. He was a good cook too. She tried to eat as much as she could, with out stuffing herself. She nearly cried when he brought out chocolate mousse for dessert."You're too much," she said."Only the best for you Jen," he told her.He'd feared beforehand that they'd have difficulty making conversation during dinner, but thankfully that wasn't the case. He was still scared deep inside that she'd change her mind. He wanted this night to be perfect for her. They both were a little. The other men stepped back, eying the girl hungrily as they waited eagerly to hear what would happen next. The host grinned as he raised the microphone. "Now who's ready for the main event?!" The men cheered, raising their drinks in celebration. A figure emerged from the side door, and the men cheered once more as they turned to look; it appeared to be a girl about Emily's age, a blonde girl wearing a tight - fitting school uniform that highlighted her slim build and small, perky breasts. She. What had been a disappointing, fruitless evening of shopping has taken a remarkable turn. I'm not trying to hold back, but she's gotten me so excited it's like I've got the opposite of "premature ejaculation." But I feel myself stiffen as she sucks my cock's tip, tickling it with her tongue and gazing up at me with bright eyes centered by rich, brown irises. I groan I'm going to let go on her, and do...cum thunders from me in hot spurts as I'm holding her two tight braids. Part of me wants to.