We pulled into Perlione's parking lot. Jill slid out on my side again while Sara followed Chris out his door."Maybe we should wait for Mom and the res.... The reservation's probably in your father's name." Don't worry about it. Ronald will seat us."We went inside and Jill walked up to the Maitre D'. He smiled and asked how many were in her party. We figured it out and she said there would be eight of us eventually.Chris and Sara seemed impressed as we were led right through the restaurant while. She agreed after a bit of persuasion, but added a condition.“I don’t want to meet in your room. Let’s meet in the coffee shop, as usual.” She said.I was a bit puzzled by her strange mood, but agreed with her suggestion. “SC is everything Ok?” I asked.“Yes, Ok.” She replied cryptically and hung up.She looked agitated when she walked into the coffee shop. Her face was drawn and there were dark circles under her eyes. Her usual chirpiness was missing. All the shailue, her eyes had lost none of. I was all dizzy, my knees getting weak as I felt a growing arousal and rising heat in my body. I held on to my donkey’s ears…keeping his muzzle at my waist. What a long thick tongue he has! I released his ears and lifted my housedress over my head…I was now a Venus, or an Eve or Lady Godiva; my naked body hot and being nuzzled and licked all over…the exciting tools of my sweet animals playing with and licking up my charms, and I felt so naughty at what was happening and the scene of the. With the food devoured, she began testing to see who would call the shots tonight. Would it be her or Barry? “Hey guy,” addressing him without using his name as a measure of control, “Come on over here and taste my pussy. You seemed quite interested in it at the beach so here’s your chance.”Barry knew the game to, “I’d rather your friend cleaned it out for me. You got it pretty messy out there from what I saw. Whenever I get in it I want to feel the real you not some other guys’.