Similar to our previous conversations, interrupted only by our order. The food was exquisite, through the laughter I couldn't stand it. Finally I pipe... up "What took you so long to get ready?"The laugh was perfect in between bites. "You really want to know?” I couldn't withhold my reply "Yes!” Her eyes moved slightly down and I knew the answer without an uttered word. My hand slipping off the table, along her thigh, slowly upwards, making sure my fingertips reaching her inner thigh, lightly. " And she swam away thinking to herself that Jeray is even more handsome in person than her mind had recalled. He had her juices flowing for sure, and that worried her a little.When Lisa climbed out of the pool, Jeray was standing at the edge with a large white towel covering his mid section. His cock was clearly pushing against the towel. This was not lost on Lisa, and she felt a wave of excitement course through her. "Lisa, will you be coming to the Friday night owners' cookout up here? It'll. I’d never spoken to her in real life (-and dear God let it really be a her and not some 45 year old named Bruno with a mouse in one hand and his dick in the other.) She was a New Yorker- I knew that. Not the most romantic accent to be sure. I don’t know why she’d stood out from the others out there in the great pick-up joint that was cyberspace, but there was something about this one. It was as if I could feel her excitement in her words- the little hesitation before she said (or typed- Christ. I blushed and snapped back to myself and asked him the question I had gone in there for, the whole time sizing up his cock, then went about my business. That night I laid in bed thinking about that cock. Black as night and so damn big. I wondered it must feel like to have that massive man on top of me ramming that cock up my cunt. Thrusting in and out and then pumping me full of his seed. I got so wet thinking about that cock. I started to play with my clit and quickly orgasimed. Several more.