Actually, it would be more accurate to say we dined. The food was great and my dinner partner was as gorgeous as usual.We enjoyed our meal and the win.... When we finished, I topped off our wine and we took the glasses to a couch in the living room. We sat down together.We talked, sitting closely and comfortably while we sipped our wine. She said, “I hope my mother doesn’t bother you.”“Not really. I admit that I’m not used to a parent of the girl I’m dating being involved in dating also. At. I guessed due to his size he must have been the strongest member of the group and most likely quelled disorder and administered any punishments to fellow members when directed.He seemed very proud of his son Little Red who was the National Enforcer apparently his son answered directly to the national president. He also saw to it that the president's orders were carried out and acted as the president's bodyguard. He also handled special situations and assignments. It was enough information for. My fingers couldn't hold the dildo anymore because most of it was inside me. What I could do though was push at it with my fingers, and my natural resistance would push it slightly back out. It was only a slight movement but God, it was wonderful. I looked down at my pushed apart lips and wondered what it would look like from down there. Just seeing the small end of the dildo emerging and then returning from my pussy was driving me crazy.I had never been filled so completely before and the. He insisted we go to my favourite restaurant in the city, despite the fact that I didn’t mind where we went. We held hands all the way and sometimes he would lean down and kiss my hair. I felt him breathing in and out, sighing occasionally. I wondered why on earth he was so curious about me and why I had followed a man I don’t even know out of a bar and through the city at night time. It was definitely not like me, but maybe that’s why my hands and feet tingled, and my lips wanted to press.