He drove us there in his Jaguar and of course it was expected that I would be driving back, he having had too much to drink as usual. When we arrive... I was not very pleased to find that our small intimate restaurant had been taken over for the evening by a large party of rugby supporters who were on their way to (or from) a big match somewhere. I think there must have been at least f******n of them and the restaurant had been rearranged so that there was one large table for them and just one. I move to the other nipple, and suck on that one too, before moving down, kissing and licking her belly, getting closer and closer to her sweet pussy. Now shes moaning, just from me kissing her, teasing her, kissing her belly, then skipping over her pussy, to her inner thighs. I finally decide it's time to taste my first pussy. I push my tongue right into her wet hole, licking up to her clit. I lick up and down her wet slit, and taste her sweet juices. It tastes better than the food we enjoyed. He grinned down at her, sweat dripping from his forehead onto her breasts.He began to grunt as he moved quicker and quicker inside of her. “Tell Faheed what you want, girl. Now,” he commanded.“Fill my belly with your seed!” she exclaimed as he exploded inside her, his sticky cum hitting her cervix with each push. His cock throbbed, emptying out every ounce of cum he had in him, into her waiting womb. He released himself from her slowly, wiping his sweaty brow.“You belong to Faheed, now,” he. "I think the best description there is more than adequate, any more could be a problem for some people, I'm told." I have to admit he kept it light and humorous but he never backed down an inch. I liked that about him as well. James was proving to be damn good company. I was waiting for the other shoe to fall of course. He was bound to do something to ruin it all. Men were just programed like that.I was surprised to just realize that they were closing the place on us. We had been sitting and.