"Hon", I said as I was releasing her, "I want you to dress for dinner.We're going out for steak at the Outback and then our favorite bar forsome drink... and dancing. I want you to wear some revealing clothes. Iwant you to wear a half bra so your nipples will show through yourblouse. You'll wear your dildo panty so you'll be constantly excitedand you'll wear your very high heeled sandals.Wear your hair up to show your pretty neck and don't forget your goldchoker.We took a table at the bar,. She wanted his tongue on her and deep inside her. He brought his hands up and started fingering her. She arched into him, throwing her head back. She finally felt that touch. He worked her well until she was near the brink, then he withdrew his fingers. Marcy groaned in agony. She wanted more. Mr. Gibson plopped her back onto the desk then attacked her pussy with his tongue. Oh, she was in ecstasy. He ravaged her clit until she thought she was going to come, then he would thrust his tongue deep. With Nancy still clinging to him, he startedcorkscrewing his ass, his long cock obviously doing thesame in her clasping pussy. They then did something thatI hadn’t seen them do before; they started Frenchkissing which caused both my heart and cock to give alurch. Thereupon it crossed my mind that I must be a sickweirdo for this kind of shit to turn me on. However, itwas only a thought and I knew it wasn’t going to stop mefrom watching. There was a problem though. They were lying on. “I’ve had to smell you all day, pet.” Sniffing loudly, he rumbled as he mused. “Like a field I’ve never been to. A muddy river I’ve never waded. Some sweet flower I’ve not seen. I’m sure they’re pretty. Like you.”Once again he licked her, cupping a firm little breast. “I wonder if you’ve ever been enjoyed?” Snickering, he drawled darkly, “I think I’ll just find out for myself.”Now she could not help her trembling. A low, pleading whine left her. This was happening. There was nothing she could.