. of all these friends and loversThere is no one compares with youAnd these memories lose their meaningWhen I think of love as something newThough I k...ow I'll never lose affectionFor people and things that went beforeI know I'll often stop and think about themIn my life I love you more... (From "In My Life,Lennon / McCartney)The cook swore softly as he examined the boxes and crates in Beautiful Burger's back hallway. The crate of fresh tomatoes they'd ordered wasn't there, a fact he was just. “The bathroom was a little busier than I thought it would be” I smirked. The waitress then came to the table and stopped the conversation before it could go anywhere else.“Did you enjoy dinner?” I asked sincerely with a smirk. “It was great to see everyone again, and nice to get out for a little bit” she replied, and bit her lip playfully. I could tell the suspense was starting to get to her. Her eyes gleamed from the dim light of the near full moon, as she hummed along to the song playing on. He could see her juices, running out of her pussy, which only excited him more.He bent down, and started lapping at her cunt. licking up and down, and flicking his tongue on her clit. When he took her clit in his mouth, and sucked, she almost went over the edge, so one more lick, and he stopped.He plowed his cock back into her, and watched her face, as he did. She was holding her eyes shut, and her mouth was wide open. She was moaning, and begging for him to fuck her."Pound my cunt Sir,. As Rita now had Annabelle?s heels she was barefoot.That wouldn?t do so Sal had purchased her some new shoes. She was not impressedby the imitation blue keds. She put the shoes on though; it was slightly betterthen being barefoot. She wore them reluctantly with the white cotton socks hehad also gotten her. Now from head to toe she noticed in the mirror she was avery plain looking Iowahousewife. Additionally Rita also now towered over her. Annabelle was onlyabout 5?4? and so always wore shoes.