“Okay, I will,” she said. “Shit! I gotta go. See you tomorrow.” And she was gone. The next morning I got to the coffee house just before 11am...and ordered two coffees. As I picked them up and turned around, I saw Stacy walk through the door. She wore a short, pleated skirt which came to just above her mid thigh, a button down blouse which was thin enough to give a hint of the outline of her bra and a pair of black, semi-casual heels which made her slim legs look even sexier. Stacy’s dark brown. I am too old to be dating a boy your age. This is just a prearranged chance encounter." I informed him."My god, you are so verbally anal," he said. "All those words to hide the fact that we are on a home date." Do you want the fucking Pizza or not?" I asked. "If so, what do you want on it." Hamburger and onions," he said with a playful grin. Even though it sounded serious, it had all been done with huge smiles all the way down the line."You know we could just walk two blocks and eat the pizza. He grabbed my ass with one hand, and the back of my neck with the other. I squeezed his cock harder as our tongues intertwined, my wet heat burning between my thighs. "I want your dick so bad," I whispered in his ear as I stared unzipping his slacks. My hand reaching in to feel his throbbing tool. He was hard and he was thick. I kissed him again, moaning in his mouth. "Come on, let's do it, fuck me now," I begged as I grabbed his hand and guided it to my needy cunt."Oh damn," Carlos said.I. “It's... appealing, futa-slut. Ooh, yes, I bet it would feel amazing in me. I love fucking my girlfriend's dick. Marcie has an amazing cock.”“You can feel mine in you,” I purred, pumping back into her thrusts, my tits heaving, my dick throbbing.“You'd love that,” she panted. “My pussy sliding up and down this dick. It would feel so much better than my hand.”“Yes, it would,” I answered, my orgasm building and building in me. “You'd love it. I'd cum in you so hard!”“Yes!” she hissed. “You'd flood.