“Table for three?” The receptionist asked.“I was told to hand this card prior to us ordering our meals,” Scott mentioned.“Ahh, Mr. Clarke an... your wives, we’ve been expecting you,” she said with a heavy French accent. She smiled, ushering them inside. “We have our best table reserved for you.”Scott looked at his girls, raising his eyebrows in surprise, “We’re getting the VIP treatment.”The restaurant interior looked like a tropical paradise with miniature palm trees, hosta, and flowering plants. My finger was exploring her pussy wet with her juices that she cummed. So it was all wet and very slippery. My finger slid in her pussy. I moved my finger rubbing her vagina walls.Meanwhile, I inserted more deep with a finger. She cried as she was a virgin. So I didn’t push more and got my face down there with her pussy on my face. Now she was in trouble because I am expert in pussy licking. I first moved my tongue more on her clit round and round.Within a few minutes, she was moaning heavily.. “What? What did you call me?” she asked in a very low voice.It took me a few seconds to remember.“Uhh, Millie, I think,” I said, then started apologizing, “I’m sorry, I know that is probably not appropriate, but it just that ... the way you look ... it seemed to...”She held up her hand and I stopped talking. I almost thought I could see some tears in her eyes.“Don’t apologize,” she said. “Mildred is my name, but no one EVER called me that until ... until five years ago. Before that it was. . College k last days thy aur fellows ny ek party arrange ki.. Of course tamam lrkiun ko b imvite kia gya.. Maina es party ka suna to decid kr lia k ye last chance hai mishi ka maza leny ka..Sory maina apko btana bhul gya mishi meri clas mai parti ha wo bht hot hy.. Ucki dressing bold hoti hy.. Ucky stats thy 34-28-34 jo mjy bd mai pta lga…Wo class ki sbce hot lrki hy..Bht sa ladke uce chodna chahty hain.. Ucki matakti gand k bht log deewane hain..To maina apny kuch dostu ko gr py invite kia.