The waiter showed us to a table and April, rather unsteadily, (I thought) made her way to it balanced on a pair of very high heels which set off her l...gs and made her ass move in ways that somehow distracted me from the idea of what we were going to have for dinner. Once we were seated in the booth I discretely reached over, and without her realizing it flipped the switch on the eggs, this was the first time April had experienced the sensation that is produced by these small, but powerful. I turned on the water and took out my contacts. My eyes are a brown, but the lighting makes a difference. Even covered in dried sweat and grime, my long dark hair a mess from the wind, I felt sexy. My c-cup breasts are perky, with lovely pink nipples at just the right spot to give the playboy bunnies a run for their money. If I did pictures of myself, I would definitely do nude shots. You would enjoy that for Christmas. I keep in shape, at the gym and hauling all my equipment everywhere. I. I pull your sweater and bra up and you raise your arms and I totally remove it. I lean forward and you cup your breasts and offer me your rock hard nipples. I kiss and suck each one alternating between the two. You’re moaning ‘Oh God that feels so good, my pussy is in meltdown’ We pull the down comforter on the bed down to expose some very lush Egyptian cotton sheets. We continue to disrobe and as I get down to my briefs you drop to your knees and bury your face in my crotch and seductively. I felt so ... groovy. But once I let my vision trail a little too far and caught the vision of someone sitting against the wall to my right. It startled me a smidgeon."MWUUUUU!" I saw the blurry, nearly-shapeless mass chuckle slightly at my guttural noise that sounded strangely familiar to a dying cow. I heard some tone to her laugh and realized that it must still be that English woman, presumably Mia. Actually, I didn't presume it to be Mia at the time. I was way too wasted for coherent.