I could see why when we were seated. It was a small intimate setting. Everyone in the place was nicely dressed, and seemed to be on a date. I was glad...it wasn't a lot of older people.They had a nice menu featuring Southern Italian cuisine. I ordered a baked codfish with bay leaves and fennel, in a fresh uncooked tomato sauce. Beth tried ciambotta, a vegetable stew made with eggplant. Once we ordered Beth and I caught up."I'm gone a few months and you surprise me with I love you. What's going. In and out, while sheteased her own nipples through the sheer bra. Her brightlypainted lips parted and she let out a small moan of pleasure asthe cock drove her higher... higher... higher... Finally, she came. A wave of pleasure rolled over andthrough her body, washing away the long days and hours ofhumiliation and suffering. She felt warm and... Then she opened her eyes. Instead of the warm, understanding lover of her dreams, shesaw herself, stretched half naked on a bed, legs. She walked back and handed me a cold 16 oz. Light beer. Betty sat down next to me. “I've seen the way you look at me Joe.”, she said. “You are attracted to me aren't you?”, she questioned. “Yes, Betty. You are very attractive.”, I replied. Then I set the beer down on the coaster and I leaned in for a kiss. She let me kiss her and her lips were so soft. I put my hand on her hip while we kissed and pulled her closer. “Stand up in front of me.”, I told her. Betty stood up and faced me. “Like. When she had finally stopped shaking and saying fuck I slowly pulled out of her and the second I did squirt started pouring out of her pussy onto the already soaked bed, she lay there with her legs spread and looked up at me with a big smile and asked if I wanted to finish in her mouth, there was a suddenly a sense of submission, like guys had been out off by how much she squirted but the fact that I enjoyed it opened her up to me. She knelt down and started sucking me off, licking my cock up.