A small table was placed next to theirs, the waiter assembled the tools before the Head Waiter came and started mixing the raw ingredients of Wendy's ...teak with practiced showmanship. As he finished arranging the meat on a plate and presented it to her, John's steak was served. Condiments were offered and served and they both tucked in to their delicious meals."How's your steak, John?" Scrummy, Mummy," he grinned. "How's your cannibal food?" Mmmmm, delicious. You should try some." He looked. Grasping one of my breasts and toying with my nipple. Your hand moves to my stomach and pressing in as if you’re trying to feel your penis when you thrust into me then continuing down to my clitoris. You’re rhythmically thrusting your penis into me. I try to squeeze you with all the muscles of my lower stomach, trying to hold you inside me. “Where do you want me to cum?”“aahhh!” I can’trespond. The sensation of my orgasm is starting to roll upon me. “Where do you want me to cum, tell me now or. By and by we made our way to the ceremonial Stonehenge our friends of the Dark Continent had established. Not completely familiar with the etiquette and dressage requirements, I wore a simple tweed suit with goiters and rather a natty pith helmet. Tess of course found a complete outfit hidden under the rim in her sewing thimble. A brown miniskirt over fishnet thigh-high hose, a black bolero jacket and a string of the pearls I'd bought her for our 15th anniversary completed her vestem nuptarium,. I struggled to my feet, unable to resist taking in her beauty. “You’re so beautiful.”“You’re over-dressed.” She stepped closer to me. “I don’t do this, you know.”“I’m amazed you’re doing this with me. I just think you’re too beautiful and too intelligent for me.”“No, I’m not.” She stepped right up to me and took the hem of my t-shirt in both hands. It wasn’t easy to strip it off, because of having to work it over the cast. My jeans, rather baggy, were easier. I was naked for the first time in.