Dessert, I think, and two drinks. It was one of his cooks who noticed me staring first. I saw him laugh as he nudged him and pointed in my direction. ... saw him turn, and watched his eyes widen- first with shock, then with amusement. I could see the reality of the situation slowly registering on his face. After all, he's only seen me through a computer screen. Yet there I am, at the restaurant, in flesh and blood. I smiled, and in five steps he's out of the kitchen and staring at me from across. " Well no, I'm here to find out what happened to FreemanJewellers." I said leaning against his counter.He closed the book and bent down below the counter. "I havewhat you need right here." I watched him pull out a box,inside were about a hundred beautiful diamond engagementrings. "Pick out any one you think she would like, they'reonly $300.00 each."I laughed, "Are the real?" I asked sceptically.He took one out and dragged it across the glass cover onhis display counter; a deep scratch was left. I stood up and she was facing my bulge, already reaching for it. Feeling it briefly through my pants and then she unzipped me, reached in and tried to pull my cock out...I had to help her do that because it was big and hard, but finally it was out, it jumped out with a string of precum following it. This whole suit will need a good cleaning after today. She gobbled it up, getting it deep in her mouth, rammed her head on it, good long strokes, I was bursting hard and ready to cum right now. I. I smiled, loving this phone. I typed in the next series of commands and tapped the screen as Mrs. Morris’s dark-brown bush came into view. She had a thick tangle of pubic hair. Already, drops of juices were appearing as the stared at her daughter with such lust.“You have to eat our daughter out,” moaned Mr. Morris. “She needs it. Please, please, Christina, devour our daughter.”“Oh, yes, eat your daughter’s cunt,” I moaned, my cunt on fire.“I suppose I have to,” Mrs. Morris said, her eyes locked.