At about 11:15am, I headed out to meet her at her choice of restaurant, one of the many seafood restaurants in our area. I pulled into the parking lo... behind the restaurant and walked toward the front of the building. I opened the heavy door and looking around the lobby could see she hadn't arrived yet. I took a seat on the long upholstered waiting bench.At 11:30am she still wasn't there and I wondered if she had gotten cold feet. But those thoughts were put to rest just a few minutes. "So may I?" He moves his hand over her slit, waiting for permission "yeah, I'm sure you could find out more, better than I could" He slowly let's his hand set atop of the pair of lips, and tests with one finger pressing it in. The finger slides between the two pieces of skin and races a rush of pleasure down the girl's spine "like that, just rub it like that"He continues, adding two more fingers to the fray as he runs it up and down her puffy lips. She moans in shivers, placing her own palm on. With rare exceptions, i had not done that for my wife in almost 5 years. After sitting in the car, the smell of her perfume was almost intoxicating. I was honest and upfront with her and asked if we could go to a restaurant halfway across town so that no one would recognize us. She understood that my marriage was important and directed me to a restaurant at least 5 km from the house. We spent about an hour an a half at the restaurant enjoying great food and conversation. As i stared into her. My moaning dissolved into my famous mewling kittenish purrs, the happy little purrs, of a very contented Kat, who now lay beneath this wonderful, loving man, he of great sexual mastery. Eric must have concentrated all of his finger and tongue efforts on my g-spot for a good solid twenty minutes, never once straying from that spot. Until, with an all-over mighty shake of my entire body, and a nearly deafening moan, my g-spot burst forth into heavily flowing orgasm, onto his lips and tongue and.