Now I understood the name of the café.Evan took my hand and lead me to the bar, "I would like a margarita on the rocks and she'll have a vodka and li...e, also could you tell me if Nadia is here."The bartender nodded her head and pointed in the direction of Nadia. She made up our drinks and Evan paid for them, and passed me my drink. He took my hand again and led me in the direction that the bar tender pointed to.I pulled Evan back, "Who is Nadia?" Just a friend I said we would meet up with," he. Picking up the panties, I let out a small whimper. I have some silk panties, that I wear now and then, but what ever fabric these were made of, felt so wonderful and I could only imagine how they would feel on my cock. I don’t have a huge cock, but maybe a little bigger then normal, looking these close, it would be a tight fit, but thinking of how it would feel made my cock hard as it has ever been. Picking up the heels, they were in my size, the bra was my size around my chest, but a huge cup. I took your word for it, checking the mail daily. I felt like a kid at Christmas, or a birthday counting the days down. Except with this, the day was unknown. It came, and I almost squealed with delight (okay, I did squeal... Don’t laugh), when I saw it. It is in a yellow manila envelope. I wanted to rip through it and see what you sent me. I, however, did not and put it on the coffee table, then finished my daily chores. I wanted to savor the moment, when I had the proper time to give to it. . He fucked me like he played pool, aggressively, fast and furious. If you watch pool players, some slide the cue stick slowly between their fingers while lining up the shot. Others slide it rapidly with determination. Big Bob's cock between my legs was like his cue stick sliding back and forth in his fingers, fast and furious. I loved it. Before the night ended, he came in me twice and my orgasms seemed to never end.Of course, I loved Bob's big cock but there's more to it than that. I have felt.