Something, and I don’t want to offense anyone, were no complex thinking processes were needed. My brain needed a break. And as you can imagine, I li...ed serving other people. Taking their orders. Bringing their food. Be grateful for some dip.One day, she walked through the door. She caught my attention. At least a decade older than me. A tall girl. With long beautiful hair framing a nice face. Broad shoulders. A curvy, well proportioned body. And a capturing smile. Yes the smile, was the thing. His big body moved closer to her. He guided his blood filled cock to her open pussy. She could feel his large mushroom shaped glans trying to push it’s way into her tight opening. Panting, she savored the ripping pleasure. Once the wide ridge popped through, his whole shaft was shoved all the way inside her body. His ball sac slapped against her clit, as if to spank it for being so naughty. His breath left in a rush. Her pussy was griping him like a warm, moist glove. She rippled all around. Seated by the open doors onto the terrace, with a wonderful warm breeze flowing across them, Rob and Summer shared a bottle of Austrailian Riesling and perused the menu.Rob ordered them a mixed platter of Italian meats and brushetta and anti-pasti to start.They ate their mains, Crab Ravioli for Summer and a Venison steak for Rob.For dessert, they managed to share a delicate panna cotta, and stuff it somewhere in their already full stomach.Rob signalled to the waitress for the bill, and Summer. I couldn’t help but look at his cock. It was long and thick. And that was without a hard on. I said sorry and excused myself, but he said it was ok. I took a bold move, I walked over to him and grabbed his cock with my hand and said let me help you. My hand only covered half the length of his dick and my fingers could not completely wrap around his dick. Jeff’s dick looked at least 9” long and as thick as a beer bottle. I wanted him so bad; I wanted his dick in the worst way. I had never.