You could serve food out of a truck, but if celebrities got on board, you were a made man.“We’ll see you there around noon,” I told her, trying ...ard not to swear and throw the phone out the window.“Barb’s throwing money around,” I told Marty and told him where lunch was planned. He whistled and we wandered around for the hour or so before we went to the restaurant to meet. We parked about a block away and walked to the place.Oceanside Cafe was on a prime piece of real estate on the corner of. Still humming to the music she began to preen and tousle the fringe and as she stood back she let a deep sigh and smiled. ”Now these, as she bent down and picked up a pair of black patent leather sling backs.” 2 inch heels for now, don’t want accidents” she giggled“There, look, look at Lydia” she beamed as she led me to the full length mirror.“TA DAAA!”There are still no words to describe my emotions at who stood before me. I was unrecognisable, had curves in the right places, my face, the. I removed her panties and then placed my cock at the entrance of her pussy for just a second or two before I pushed myself inside her. She let out a long ecstatic moan as I did this. Lana raised her eyes to her Prince's face as I began to slowly pump her. "He's fucking me my Prince. He has his large hot member inside my tight pussy," she moaned to him."Take him in your mouth," I ordered. "I don't ever do that,"she whimpered. "Do it or I will fuck you in your ass," I hissed. I saw Lana fish his. We're here, we have the time, and you seem like a nice guy. We could do something for each other."Her words were rushed, her voice strained. This really wasn't easy for her. She was asking him to fuck her. No, she was asking him to make love to her. He was suddenly more nervous, concerned now about how he might perform, afraid he'd disappoint her."Okay," he said, whispering."You'll have to promise me some things. Is that fair?"He nodded. "Okay," he said again."One: Nobody can ever know about.