She glanced at the time, and it was already 1:20. “Wow! Time flies!” she said. She locked her monitor and said, “Let’s go.”Less than a half-...our later they were seated in a large booth at Harley’s. It was one of those ‘business-lunch’ sports pubs with dark, thick wood, large booths, and an improbably expensive menu. It looked like the kind of place business deals got done and handshakes still meant something. Santana was a little intimidated, but many of the staff seemed to know Jake. They were. I was moving in her first slowly as she was moaning with pain not pleasure, but when I moved my hand to her pussy hole and inserted my finger in her pussy hole she took breath of relief. Now she was in her old mod. She was now asking me fuck your favorite ass, this is very precious ass and you are the first to fucking it. I know all the men saw it want to fuck it, they will ready to pay a lot of money even to touch it. Her words exited me hard and my prick became more hard and I was fucking. Now if he had the itch that would be a different story.He phoned Amy asking her if she wanted to go out Saturday. She said he was free and thought he was asking her out for dinner. She was a little surprised when he said he wanted to take her to watch the horse races and afterwards they could do dinner. She said she had never been to a race track.At the track he enjoyed seeing Amy’s reaction to what was there. She was thrilled in seeing these magnificent animals relatively close up. He. She held my dick and rubbed like a slut and took out every single drop from inside.I was exhausted. She fell aside me. We both were looking at the ceiling as lust subsided and reality sunk in. She held her nighty and went to the washroom. In a couple of minutes, I went inside too. She was sitting and crying. I held her up and kissed her and asked her to calm down. I convinced her that nothing wrong happened and we were just a man and woman.After a lot of consoling and convincing she was fine.