Herattention is focused on something across the table from them.Across the table, the married couple seems to be getting closer now thatwe are seated.... They are continuing two different conversations, butalways coming back to each other. How romantic! They seem to be sohappy together. I'm not really that good at talking to girls, so Ihaven't had many girlfriends. I wonder what he had to do to get her tolike him. He probably had to do something very romantic to convince herthat he was good. "I took out my driver's license and showed it to the waiter too. "She really is my daughter, I promise."He smiled. "Of course, sir."When the waiter came back with the wine list, I said, "Give it to the birthday girl. She is the guest of honor."Sally looked at the list. After the waiter left, she said, "I don't know anything about wine, Daddy, you choose."I looked at the list, and decided on a bottle of Kendall Jackson cabernet sauvignon. When the waiter returned with a bottle of the wine, two. When he had finally finished with me. I was finally spent too. I crawled into the bathroom and put the shower on. I sat on the floor and let the water shower down upon and over my body for what seemed hours. Finally I got to my feet and soaped and washed myself down.When I came out the three dogs were waiting for me.Not to have sex. They were whining. I realized what they wanted. They needed to go out. I put on a bathrobe and gingerly opened the bedroom door and looked out. All seemed clear. So. Your tongue slowly parts my delicate delicious lips, pushing, probing and searching for my sensitive hot clit. Slowly your tongue circles my clit, pushing it this way and flicking it and lapping across it, sending increased pleasure in slow waves up through my body. All the while 2 fingers part my lips and probe deep up into my very wet pussy, dragging up and down the front wall slowly teasing that tiny little g spot sending further waves of electric heated passion and pleasure coursing down.