At this point my mind was going in all directions as to what she had planed and if I where going to actually be able to taste her sweet pussy.I could ...mell the must of her pussy as I continued to eat my fruit. I started to eat and take my time licking that stawberries and tounge the cantalope, she became wetter and wetter until I coule see her juices on the table.as I finished the last of my fruit she removed my plate to her rear and said thats a good little boy now it is time for your desert.. “Get it over with.” Colby did not want to hurt her but he did as she said. He grabbed tightly onto the sides of her hips and thrust his cock all the way inside of her, his entire cock disappearing. Isobel let out a small scream, reaching out and wrapping her arms tightly around Colby. She was prepared for the pain, but in all honesty, no one is ever really prepared for pain. “Are you okay?” He asked her, his voice full of concern. “Do you want me to pull out?” “I am fine,” she assured him,. The waitresses stood in a semi-circle and watched as I slowly stroked Henry. His cock was hard and as hot as could be, but I decided not to push my luck. I kissed Henry again and tucked his stiff rod back into his briefs. Seconds later Henry was zipped and belted. The waitresses thanked me and returned to work as we dug into our meals. I paid the bill with my debit card and left a ten-dollar tip for a bill that was less than twenty dollars, including tax.Henry remembered to hold the door. Well, he is probably down at the quarters. Shall I have him called?" No, I'll go down there. I wanted to tell you that I stopped by McKendry's yesterday and asked about those dresses, the ones that murdered woman made." Oh yes," Brookes said, but Beall could not tell from his look if he really remembered."McKendry's clerk said you had paid for one but not the other." I did ask my wife again about that, and she convinced me that the dressmaker was an honest woman, so I assume there was just a.