As we walked through the door, there is this pretty young thing in a lowcut black, silk dress, high heels and perfectly coiffed hair checkingreservati...ns."Hi, I'm Brandi," she said, "do you have a reservation, sir? Oh, hi Dad,Jim! A table for two?"I was frankly astonished. My son, the hostess! He looked beautiful; likesomething in those teen magazines.About that time, Bowman sidled up and stuck out his hand."So, Rob, you finally came to see how your little girl is doing? She reallygets the. Matt opened the picnic basket and pulled out covered bowls. He set two in front of Ming and took the lids off. One was dog food and the other was water. He set the other two bowls in front of Kitten and took the lids off. One appeared to be a mix of rice, chunks of chicken and vegetables that had been stir fried together. The other was a viscus white liquid. He then pulled two wrapped sub-sandwiches out of the basket along with a bottle of water.When Matt began to eat, Kitten leaned in and. I rest on my brave tree and trust her to keep me safe. My left-hand dances on my thigh before sliding up my stomach to my left breast. My right-hand scratches my right thigh and slides toward my wet bush.I pinch a nipple and pull it. I moan. I can moan as load as I want and imagine that the water splashing against rocks is the eager reply. As if nature is saying yes, release yourself for me, to me. The fingers on my right-hand form a V and spread my lips. I feel the cool wind licking my sweet. "Take off that dirty thong and give it to me, babe…” She hissed.I looked mesmerized by this sensual woman, as I slipped my thong down to my ankles and out from my feet. I then handed the piece of cloth to her. She put it close to her nose and sniffed the material.The black woman smiled again, calling me a filthy bitch…“Come closer, babe. Let me get a good look at that sweet cunt…”I stepped closer to her. I could smell the heat of her body, the sweet and filthy scent on her African body. My.