More Then A Meal

bbw sex vivWhen he asked me to dinner I could feel my cunt getting oh so wet. I have wanted to feel his mouth on my fat pussy for ever. All I could do was think about  letting him taste the rainbow for dessert. I had been imagining how it would feel for so long now. I picked out my clothes very carefully and made sure not to wear any panties. He was always so shy and reserved around me that I knew I would have to be the aggressive one in order to get what I wanted. Imagine my surprise when at dinner I felt his hand slide up my skirt. I smiled sweetly at him because I knew he would find my hot, wet pussy and nothing to keep him from burying his fingers in it. The look on his face when he realized I wasn’t wearing panties was priceless! I was so wet that his fingers slipped inside me easily and keeping my self from moaning was a task. Just as his fingers began pumping me the waiter showed up to take our order. Placing my order while being finger fucked under the table was not easy at all. I am sure the waiter knew something was going on. As soon as he walked away I began squirming and fucking his hand back. He took his fingers out of me and told me he would stop if I didn’t sit perfectly still. How in the hell was I supposed to do that? But I nodded in agreement and he started again. He made me cum over and over again during our meal, often stopping long enough to savor the taste of me off his fingers. I could barely eat but he demanded that I did and let me know that we would not leave until every bit of my dinner was gone. He refused to let me so much as touch his cock. I couldn’t wait for him to take me home and cover my tits and face with his cum.

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