I was so in love with her."Ryan, I think I might be in love with you." My heart skipped a beat. I started getting a bit hard. I reached for her hands ...nd held them. They were so warm."I love you too." We kissed. I touched her tongue with mine. As we kissed, my cock rubbed against her leg, begging to come out. We kissed for about another minute before we stopped. My cock was getting even harder."You wanna stop by my house? We could have a glass of wine...maybe more." I asked. I was nervous, my. Everyone, including Misha was wearing jeans and sweatshirts, or very casual clothes, children hung off adults, or sat at a separate table, chattering out loud, totally at ease in the Mexican restaurant, packed with families out for Sunday lunch. Misha’s arm slid around her shoulder and kissing the side of her neck he asked her, ‘See anything on the menu you like, apart from me?’ Smiling she answered, ‘Umm, not sure!’ ‘Ever had Mexican food before?’ ‘Not really.’ ‘Well then let me make some. I told her about all the things I wanted to try and had been fantasizing about. At first I was nervous about sharing my fantasies because I thought she'd be turned off and wouldn't want to meet. She encouraged me to open up and told me there wasn't much I could tell her that would turn her off. It started fairly tame with me asking to fuck her ass and cum on her tits, or something like that. As she pressed for more I started talking about wanting to fuck all of her holes. It became more and. She climaxed again. I kept continuing massaging on her inner thighs and then slightly touched her bottom pussy lips. This was way too much for her and she came again. She was having orgasm after orgasm and the massage was getting more and more erotic.I asked her to turn back and she was shy but she did. I attacked her boobs and started squeezing them. She moaned in pleasure and in her excitement her eyes were closed and she kept telling me squeeze them harder, press them harder.I was more than.