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I'm not sure if it was because I was just that hungry, or because it was just that good, I would have to guess a combination of the two came into play. We sat and talked for awhile, I was still infatuated with this woman I married 10 years ago, and she looked beautiful sitting across the table from me. She seemed a little impatient at first, she was very hungry and was looking forward to the menu. I explained that this restaurant had no menus, they would bring us what they felt would best suit us. She looked very puzzled at me for a moment, but the wine came shortly afterwards, and that seemed to set her mood a little better. Our waitress brought Jess white wine of some variety, mine was a dark Merlot that was not the best sipping wine, but I assume it would pair well with the food that would soon come, and I was right. When our meals arrived, Jess had something sliced up small in discs in a cream sauce on her plate, which apparently was delicious by the way she attacked it. Mine however was a bit on the simple side, a large slice of beef cooked perfectly, some basic roasted vegetables on the side, and I will say they clearly assessed me perfectly. The thick piece of steak went beautifully with the wine, and I soon looked just as happy eating my meal as Jess did on the other side of the table eating hers. Dinner was over the plates had been cleared, desert had come, desert had gone, and I will say the meal was as perfect as could possibly be. After dinner drinks had arrived, and disappeared, and arrived again. It was this point I realized a whole bottle of wine and two of whatever these were they had served me, had left me... oh let's go with happy, very happy. Dave reached over to my hand and asked if I would like to dance. I don't know if it was at that point the music started, or if it was at that point I first noticed it, but I agreed. Dave normally hated dancing, so was an opportunity I was not going to pass up. He took me on to the dance floor, we were the only ones. I will admit I was self-conscious at first, but soon we were dancing and I'd forgotten about everyone around us. Several songs flashing came and went, and we continue to dance on the dance floor. After all the dinner plates had been removed, and desert had been finished, we sat drinking some after dinner cocktails. They never bothered telling you what you were eating or drinking at this place, even the labels from the wine had been removed. I guess keeping it a secret is part of the mystery of the restaurant. I was certainly feeling excellent at this point in the evening. I reached over and held Jess's hand for a moment, and asked her if she would dance with me. She said yes in a rather eager fashion, rising even before I did, and we made our way to the dance floor. I am a horrible dancer, but I did my best for her that evening, and we danced through several asian songs. As we got more comfortable being indian on the dance floor alone, things seem to just flow better, and things would get interesting now. As we danced, the outside world seemed to fade away, it was just the two of us on the dance floor. He tried very hard, he was almost entertaining in his awkwardness. I knew he didn't enjoy dancing, so I also knew all the effort he put into this was just for me, and I appreciated it. As we danced to a slow song, in his hand holding me firmly in the small of my back, he slowly, not unnoticed, had worked it down to the point that it was clearly now on my butt, and not my back. He wouldn't actually...? “It’s time I asian had some fun.” Mandy was sitting on her heels as she watched her mistress revel in post-orgasmic bliss. I’m not real great with math, but I knew that if indian it took ten minutes for each woman, I would be eating pussy for almost ten hours. I really felt that she had to be younger than she said but I still wanted to fuck her, and after a pause she nodded her head and gave me a sheepish smile and simply said, “Yea.” I finally get to suck a cock. It looked like one of the Anime ones with the cute girls. The thermometer beeped and Katherine took it then made a notation on a chart. “Duchess Oona deserved to be covered in iron for what she did! Craig, my older brother by one year, was the big macho football hero type. (I whisper to you, as to not let her hear me) I realized then that my throat was a little sore. Her stomach convulsed and her pussy tightened as her cum started to flee from her opening, directly onto my eager tongue. “Wow, Mom. He lapped up the alcohol as he alternated between massaging her with his lips and licking her with his surprisingly nimble tongue. I saw her stare at flashing it as I stretched my arms above my head. You didn't get to decide which side you were on in a debate. "It might sound kinda kinky, but I would like that," she said as her teacher unbuttoned his belt, then the snap at the top of his pants and then pulled down the zipper and let the garment hit the floor. A pretty face with a cute button nose. We drove off, leaving them in the distance but I think that Jon was wanting a bit of fun because on the way to the beach he drove into the airport and deliberately stopped alongside a bus full of people waiting to unload at the departures side. 'Then shoot it, shoot your cum' said she. He was a great kisser. By the time Sandy was finished signing all the forms, all her worldly possessions would be stripped away. Sonja had a big goofy smile but Momo was scowling and hissing. Gina carefully got out of bed and went over to Tina. I flipped my head round and saw barrie right behind me. I was about to pull away when Tonys long thick tongue flashed at my clit and I could feel another orgasm building. My dick a piece of art to be admired.