It was a blue strapless tight blouse, and black pencil skirt.We took my Jeep Wrangler to Rosa’s Italian Restaurant. After helping her out of the Jee.... She took me by the arm and said, “Call me Cory tonight, please?”“As long as you call me, John, Beautiful!” I responded.“Will do,” she said. “I haven’t been here since your father left me.”Once through the door of the place, I gave her a touch kiss on the lips, what could she do, slap me?“Oh, John, stop that already!”That was not what her face. Jimmy grabbed his knife and walked beside her. He used the knife to cut off her buttons. He pulled her shirt off and gave a whistle and said that she sure had some beautiful artwork on her body. He had her turn and face him and turn her back to me. He said, you were right b*o, this is some sweet paint this bitch has on her. He raised his knife and cut the straps of her bra. He then put the knife between her breasts and cut her bra making it fall to the floor. He said, "damn b*o, wait until you. ” I don’t know how he heard me over the music, but he stood up and grabbed my hand as we headed to the male bathroom. My heart was racing as we quickly entered a stall. Within seconds I had his shirt off and he had a finger planted firmly in my wet cunt. His finger slid in and out quickly, hitting all the right spots. I kissed his muscular body and began to unzip his pants. His cock had to be at least 8 inches around and was thick. He pushed me down. “Take it slut,” he commanded. I complied. I. We went back out to the room and Jo pulled me back to the bed. Before we could lie down I noticed all of the wet spots and I went back into the bathroom. I got some towels and then we lay on the bed and we made out for a while. It eventually became a nice, slow, gentle sixty-nine.There was a knock at the door. But Jo and I kept playing while someone else opened the door. I heard someone come in and then I heard Mrs. Carson inviting us to dinner. Jo and I finally looked up and saw Mrs. Carson,.