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Our Dinner Date
Fuck me, EAT me….
I stepped into the restaurant’s entryway, pausing to steady by breath. I’m excited. Tonight we’re going to meet, face to face, and I’m planning to get very up close and personal with you *wink*
My long gray curls have a mind of their own and they keep sliding over my eye, partially blocking my view. It may look sexy, but I’m fighting the urge to tuck those loose curls behind my ear. Keeping my hands busy, I smooth the black fabric of my tight, clingy mermaid style dress over the curve of my hips, before subtly tugging the neckline down…. just a little further -
Let’s be honest, an older woman knows the power of a good entrance. And when it comes to meeting a man like you, I want you to remember it….so definitely more cleavage and less fabric *grin*
Then I see you.
You’re standing by the window, checking your watch, then you glance toward the door and your eyes land on my nearly overflowing out of my dress boobs! Which is exactly where I wanted them to be *smile*
The change in your face is unmistakable!
First came surprise, your eyebrows lifting, then your mouth parted slightly. Your eyes widened and you had the look of a man who would definitely remember me.
I watched you smile, straightening your shirt, and begin walking towards me. A slow smile tugged at the corners of your mouth, the kind of smile that wasn’t practiced or polite. It was the kind of smile that gave away your thoughts and I knew you couldn’t wait to get me alone. I knew you were going to fuck me so amazingly well, so long and so hard….and that you were going to make sure I always remembered YOU.
"You look…" you started, then stopped, shaking your head with a quiet laugh. "Wow. Just… wow."
I stepped in closer, placing my hands lightly behind your neck, while pressing my soft curves against you. I wanted to feel you and couldn’t wait to go somewhere private.
"Are you sure you’re hungry?" I whispered in your ear, before lightly letting my lips brush across your cheek, "because underneath this dress, I’m not wearing any panties."
Your smile deepened, and your eyes locked onto mine. "Only for dessert," you reply, "…and I imagine you’ll be very tasty."
When you held out your arm, I thought, oh, he definitely knows how to treat a woman. As we walked to your car, I bet people assumed we were just a classy couple heading home after a proper dinner date.
HA!
Let them think it.
You and I are classy, but we’ve got plans that would never be construed as "proper" *grin*
I can’t wait any longer. And as soon as you reach to start the car, I’m reaching to unbuckle your pants.
You slide your seat back, making room and eagerly, I climb on top, lowering my hairy wet pussy down onto your rock hard cock! Your windows are only lightly tinted and the nearby streetlight might give us away, but I don’t care. YOU feel too good, THIS feels too good!
As I bounce on your lap, your dick thrusting deeply in me, over and over again. The car shakes, and my long hair is now messy and wild and covering both eyes, but I don’t need to see, I just want to feel!! I tug the neckline of my dress down further, thankful for the stretchy fabric *wink*, and press my big bare tits into your face trying not to smother you…
You don’t complain *wink*
You come, hard and forceful and I squeeze every drop from your cock before climbing back into my seat.
"That was fucking amazing!" you say before laying my seat back.
"I’m ready for dessert now…."
I don’t know how BUT you managed to squeeze down and contort your hunky body into the perfect position where you could eat my pussy and give me an orgasm so intense that I nearly screamed out from pleasure!
