Go big or stay home.Will rationalized a third option."Why do you say that?" Well, for one, you're... interested." Gulp. Busted. "I mean in things, peo...le, life." That's a lot to get from a two-minute conversation on the way to a diner." It was flattering, but at the same time, it was like she was trying way too hard. It made him feel like it wasn't about him at all, but just about grabbing the nearest floating debris after a shipwreck."And five minutes waiting for our food," she corrected. "But. I said, “It looks to be three to two in favor of the blue bowl.”Becky said, “The majority is wrong though, isn’t it?”“That’s true. There are three drops more hot sauce in the green bowl. You have to be careful about other person’s descriptions and make your own determinations.”Becky smiled. “Sandy Mom just gave us a life lesson.”Jack was smiling. Becky said, “How did you get it right, Dad?”“I have a very discriminating palate.” He grinned.John said, “We won’t get a straight answer from him.. It would be the next night that I would find out what they were really cheering about.After almost an hour on the dance floor, we went back to sit at our table. We continued kissing as she rubbed my dick and I fondled her big tits. I started unbuttoning her blouse when she began to unfasten my belt and lower my zipper. I tried again to run my hand up her thighs to her pussy, but she kept moving it back to her tits.She finally pushed my pants and underwear down on my thighs and I was sitting. My hand now found his full, tight ball sack and caressed and rubbed them. I loved the way they felt, so full and manly, but so delicate also. With my eyes now level with his cock, I stared. My eyes washed over him, taking it all in, wanting to remember my first cock. I couldn’t believe I had another man’s dick in front of me, finally. I had wanted it for so long. I kissed lightly along his thick, hard shaft. It felt soft, yet firm against my lips. I placed my tongue on the underside of his.