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“What do you mean, ‘it’s gonna cost?’ A rain check means it’s free,” Dave said.

“The cost is: You have to eat my pussy until I cum twice!” she giggled.

“A price I will gladly pay. To lick your beautiful pussy, to taste your sweet skin, is not a price, it’s a privilege,” he said as he kissed her cheek and put his arms around her, drawing her close. “You must know I love you, Lori. I didn’t think I would ever say that to anyone again.”

“Again? There was someone you loved before me?” she said.

“Yes. We were together for just a short time, but then she died. Then came a long string of women, but they were just passers-by. I thought I would never love again, until you came into my life. You are the best thing that has happened to me for a long, long time,” he said.

“I’m glad if make you happy, Dave, and I’m glad you could open your heart to me like this,” she said. Then to lighten the mood, “My friend Marty at the office told me about Gina’s, a new Italian restaurant that she loves. We can walk to it from here.”

“Okay, let’s do it. I love Italian food!”

“I’m Italian,” she smiled.


(at Gina’s)

“Ready to order, senor?” the waitress said.

“The lady and I would like the shrimp scampi, Ceasar’s salad, and a carafe of white wine please.”

“Very good, senor, It will be just a few minutes.”

“You do know, bonus veren siteler don’t you, that Ceasar’s salad has anchovies? Most non-Italians don’t like them,” Lori said.

“Not a problem, sweetie, I’m Italian,” Dave smiled.

“Oh. But your name…it doesn’t sound Italian,” she said.

“It’s my professional name. The firm doesn’t want their lawyers’ names to sound foreign.”


(later, at the apartment)

“Thanks, Dave, dinner was delicious.”

“YOU are delicious, babe!” he said, hugging her.

“Let’s make some wine coolers to drink with our cannoli, in the bedroom of course,” she said.

In the bedroom, they slowly undressed each other, savoring the moments, downed some wine and shared a cannoli, then lay in bed facing each other.

“Now what do we do? Nothing good on tv, no internet yet, and no radio. Hmm, there must be something around here that’s fun to do,” she said.

“I know…How about a nice pony ride? I’ll be the horsey and you be the cowgirl. Mount up and slide up on my face so I can lube you up. Wouldn’t want you to get saddle sores,” he said.

Lori straddled Dave then walked on her knees and cautiously positioned her pussy just above Dave’s mouth. Her snatch was already soaked with her juices, with more coming. “I’m sorry, honey, I’m all wet. I’m afraid I’m gonna make a mess on your face.”

“Don’t worry about that, bedava bahis you are delicious,” as he pushed his tongue deep into her vagina. He kneaded her plump ass, now and then slipping a finger into her rectum.

When the tongue went in, Lori drew a sharp breath. She already felt weak, her pussy and ass were tingling, and the cum feeling was building up. She leaned forward to gain some support from the bed’s headboard. Now Dave was tongue-swirling her clitoris and it felt so good she almost passed out. “Dave, I’m gonna cum…cum, really hard…Oh, Jes…AAH! Auuuuugh! Oooh! Ungh! Unn! She fell back onto the bed then lay on her side, shaking, squeezing her legs together. Dave sprinted to the kitchen and returned with a glass of ice water.

“Here babe, it’s just water, drink as much as you can.” She drank the whole glass and asked for more. Dave threw a light blanket over her then brought her another glass of water. She was still shaking a little.

“Sorry sweetie, my fault. All that wine at Gina’s, then more wine here, and the acrobatics, probably zoomed your blood pressure. Sorry,” he said.

“It’s not your fault. I should have known better. I need to slow down a little. But thanks. Come here.” He bent down to her and she kissed his cheek.

“Thanks for what?” he asked.

“For ringing my chimes,” she said.

“My pleasure babe, no charge. I’ll ring your chimes, rattle your deneme bonus cage, ring your bells, lick anything you need licked. Hell, I’ll even massage your pretty feet…I love you, Lori.” He tried to blink them back, but two telltale tears ran down his cheeks.

“What’s this?” she smiled. “Tears from the tough lawyer? Come here, tough lawyer.”

They kissed tenderly, lovingly, holding the kiss a long time. Dave felt the blood rushing in his thighs.

As the kiss finally broke, “It appears you have given this tough lawyer a raging hard-on. Now what do I do?”

“Get warm under the blanket with me, and we’ll negotiate a solution,” she smiled.

“Okay, but no bouncing around. You need to rest.”

“Okay, I’ll be resting, pretty much. Remember that old rock’n’roll song, ‘Hand Jive’?” she said.

“Yeah, what about it?”

“Lie back and relax, and I’ll play it for ya,” she grinned mischievously.

“You’ll play it? What do you mean?”

She said, “Um, I’ll sign the lyrics to Johnson, and he’ll explain them to you. Close your eyes and take it easy.”

He did, and soon she had his solution well in hand, Actually, she had his sticky solution all over both hands after he ejaculated a huge chunky load of hot white cum.

Lori licked her fingers. “Mmm, tastes a little bit like anchovie. Want some?” she giggled.

“I’ll pass. Girl, you are really something,” he said, kissing her breasts, then lips. “Thanks for the yanks, but you really should rest and sleep.”

“Okay, I’ll sleep, but with one caveat,” she said.

“What’s that?”

“You’ll eat my pussy for breakfast,” she smiled.

He grinned, “Agreed. I’ll even make the coffee.”

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