I made a booking at a well-known restaurant in central London, I put on my best suit and made my way there, I got there 8pm and got seated, my date ha... texted me and said she was running late so I sat there looking over the menu, 10 mins had past and I thought I was stood up, was just about to leave when in she walks a 5’6 slightly chubby, wearing tight jeans and a khaki long shirt, with peep toe heels that showed of her immaculate pedicured white toes, topped off with a black and white hijab.. ”“If you like I could help you find someone, set you up on a dating site or take you out or introduce you to some nice men, or you could use an Escort service!”“I couldn’t go on a dating site. I wouldn’t want to be recognised, and I certainly don’t want to pay for it.”“You don’t have to show your face. There are sites just for people who want affairs.”“Yes, I have heard. But it’s just the thought of meeting just for sex, not sure I could.”“When you were younger didn’t you meet boys just for. Their magnum covered cocks pounding into her was a beautiful sight to see as I stood in front of her, shoving my cock in her throat, watching the abuse. It wasn't long before everybody was ready to come and I instructed her to sit at the edge of the bed and each person was to unload in her mouth. She started with the black guy, and after about two minutes of him stroking and her helping he dumped a gallon of his cum into her mouth straight into her throat, as he pulled out you could hear her. However, when my fingers got near her treasure, I could tell it was way different.I was probably being too analytical for Julia, because she reached down and guided my hand to her sex. It was moist, slippery and very soft. She had protruding lips that felt so sexy. I liked slipping them between my fingers. She still had hold of my hand. She understood that I needed to know, to understand her anatomy. She walked me through her lips, slit and explained her clit. I was lucky she did, I had no idea.