" Emily hesitated. He looked safe enough. Then again, maybe safe wasn't what she wanted right now. A flush of heat spread through her body from he... loins. She looked into his eyes, his deep brown eyes. "I won't hurt you," he said, holding out his hand. "I promise." Making her decision, Emily reached out and took the man's hand. "I'm Emily," she said. "Mike," he replied. "My name's Mike." He pulled her closer and scooted forward to make room for her. Emily tried to hold her skirt. She was now bucking her soaking pussy against my face and speaking in broken English and Tagalog. What I could make out of her moaning bi lingual dirty talk was that no man has ever made her orgasm with their mouth and how much she loved it. When she came in my mouth and a spit her juices of her asshole so I could tongue fuck both holes she started going crazy by pull my hair and mashing my head harder into herself. It was hard to think that such a stoic, church going, grandmother was so wanton. My customer asks to see the roast beef. I show it to her. Its not rare enough. I show her a few other brands. Still not rare enough, and my customer makes a show of being disgusted and disappointed. She then asks to see the turkey. Although I still got three pounds of turkey left, she claims it's an end, and wants me to open a new one. I tell her I can't, and I show her another brand that was just opened. Okay, she'll take that one. I start to slice it, when Dannie comes up beside me to slice. He was ready for a rematch in 30 minutes, but his oldest, Lexie, had left earlier to teach her morning classes at Eastern Cal, some 50 miles from Carson. But they'd made arrangements for lunch today here at Applebee's – maybe he could get her to blow him in the parking lot.To distract himself, he attempted to read the menu – today was more of an ordeal than usual. It was his 50th birthday. And, he had to admit, #49 had been even better than his 22nd – when he spend all day in bed with Lexie's.