I ran to the server stand and printed out a mountain of receipts while at the same time cashing them out, itching to get them out of here. My last tab...e was still waiting on a dessert that I had ordered over twenty minutes ago, where was it?Fuck it.I quickly grabbed his glass of water, sliced a lemon wedge and placed it on the rim before zooming back to table nineteen."Here you are sir, are you ready to place your order?" I asked him sheepishly."No, thank you, Allyson. Not at this moment," he. It let Tiffany know just how little Tara cared what my girlfriend thought. ‘On the inside,’ Tara explained. I couldn’t help it. I laughed. ‘John!’ Tiffany snapped. ‘I don’t see what’s so funny!’ ‘Dude,’ Brad said. ‘What’s up with you?’ ‘Funny is funny,’ I shrugged, and then changed the subject. ‘Let’s get to gym before the bell rings.’ I took that moment to pull my gym bag from my knapsack before shoving the latter into my locker. ‘See you later Tara.’ ‘Later Johnny,’ she said, causing me to. The feel of the seat on her bare ass and pussy and the cold breeze in her face and down on her exposed pussy were doing wonders for her. He stopped the bike on the sea face and they got off. He stood at the side while she sat on the seat facing the sea and the promenade. He took his chance and put his arm round her slowly rubbing the side of her boobs and then reached down to her ass. The next time round her cupped one boob and squeezed it slightly, she let out a moan of pleasure. He reached. "...and these tits. Best fucking tit's I have ever seen and on my own little girl. I knew you were meant for me." He whispered, cupping my breasts, using his thumps to rub my hard nipples. I bit my lip, holding in my moan of pleasure at the action. He leaned forward and wrapped his lips around my right nipple, sucking a bit, then moved on to its twin.Once finished he squeezed my breasts and told me to lie down on the bed. I did."When was your last period little one?" He asked me while stroking.