I enjoy eating meals out. I have my favorite places all over: the breakfast joints, the excellent little pubs where the cook doesn't know he could be ... chef, seafood on the water, dark-paneled steak houses. Different places for different moods, different company, different purposes.I was at a place I like to go for lunch when I am by myself. Great food, busy enough to be private if you know what I mean, good light for reading, excellent waitresses--a little older, confident without being brassy. " You emerge from behind the returns counter, late book in hand and beckon me with a tilt of your head to follow you along the wide main passage between the rows of shelves. Your locks sway and bounce in rhythm to your steps toward the unvisited rear of the large room. You suddenly dart into one of the small passages between the shelves and deftly insert the late book back on a low shelf, without bending at the knees. I see the back of your toned upper legs become more visible as your skirt. She then applied the lather all over my face and then carefully using my razor shaved my face. I told her I wanted to return the favor.She giggled and told me that she did not have a beard or moustache like me and what was the use of shaving. I indicated to her that I wanted to shave around her pussy. She was initially reluctant, quite sure I would nick her on her tender partsbut gamely agreed when I convinced her with a deep kiss. I made her sit on the bath tub with her legs apart. Using a. He had no intention of doing that, but he was horny enough to try tonguing her rose. The moment his tongue touched her ass, Penny let out a gasp and stopped her fucking motions. As Michael reached his target, Penny went limp, frustrating David underneath her to no end. But like Michael, he didn't attempt to interfere with Penny's pleasure, accept to add to it in any way he could. Michael's efforts at Penny's ass wasn't something I found all that stimulating, so I left them to check on the.