She said yes darling of course I promise you but tell me what the story is? you make me worried. Then I told her don’t worry nothing happened and my...story concerned me and you only.She told me how me and you?So I begin to tell her from I was a kid I loved you She smiled and told me I love you too darling you are like one of my kidsI told her but I like you too (and I was shy) you are for me a sexy woman you are hot and excited.She told me Ted stop talking like this with a small smile, you. She hadn't given them much notice; they'd been sitting at one of Beverly's tables. Beverly was the other waitress on the 4-12 shift.She remembered them because Beverly went out of her way to flirt with them. The 45-year-old redhead was always flirting with the students from the local college. There were times when Beverly insinuated that she did more than flirt with them, but Dalia was never sure if she was joking or not.This young man stood five foot five and looked more like a high school. "Neither of us is watching, so we might as well turn it off." "Sorry. I guess you're right. I just can't focus." "It's okay. As far as I can tell, there's not much worth focusing on." Brody turned the set off. "I am sorry, Ryan. Rick's phone call really threw me." "It's okay. I was just thinking I should cheer you up. You're usually the cheering me up, though, so it's a little weird." Brody chuckled. "I hadn't thought about it that way." "Well, let's see what I can come up with." Ryan made a. I got down on my knees, spreading her legs and started licking her pussy through her soaked black panties, my darting tongue trying to break the barrier to get my tongue deeper while she lifted her ass off the bed, pulling my head, arching her back, pushing her pussy harder against my hungry tongue, her heavy breathing and loud whimpers urging me on. I lifted her legs over my shoulder allowing me to push my tongue harder, trying to pierce the soft material of her silky panties, the force of my.