"They have Pizza and Chicken – whichever you want. It's not real greasy, like most places – all the ingredients are from local vendors. Can I orde... for you, Dani?"She looked up at me and said, "Whatever you want, Jamie!" She squeezed my hand as I ordered, and then we took our number and our drinks to an empty table.After setting down our drinks, she asked for my hands. I thought she was going to read my palm or something silly – all she wanted to do was hold my hands. The way she was looking at. I rushed around the car, climbed into the driver seat, and started the engine. She whooped in delight as I backed out of the space, her ass shoved right at me. Her jeans clung to it. The denim was in the way, hiding the truly delicious parts about her. I placed my hand on her rump as I drove through the parking lot. I squeezed her ass, feeling her butt-cheeks flex through the denim as she wiggled. She would look so beautiful with her tail. I couldn't wait to buy it for her.I had driven by the. She jumped on her bike to steady it for me. I stepped on and swung my leg over the pillion seat. She called out to me to get closer. The internal mic had a short lead.We got close and just to make sure she pushed her butt right into my cock. Taking off and riding around down my cock began to grow excited by the vibration. She asked if I liked the feeling. Wasn't sure what feeling My hard cock or the ride on the bike. I just replied yes. After a few miles she asked if I'd like to drive. Dan. He held her hand a little too long to be a simple greeting, and the moment that they stood face to face seemed like hours of intense wonder. He remembered it as being the time of decision, the second major event of the evening.As he thought back on it while walking home to the apartment, he couldn't clearly remember what he had said after the initial meeting, but instead it had seemed like he took command so to speak, guiding her to the expensive Caddy, then sliding behind the wheel himself. He.