It’s a long, slow,leisurely meal, which lasts all afternoon. There’snothing we want to watch on the telly, so she riflesthrough my CD coll...ection and chooses things from itwhich she likes. Some Paul Simon, some mbalax fromSenegal, Congolese soukous music. By the time we’ve eaten ourselves to a standstill it’sdark outside, with my Christmas tree lights and lots ofnightlights giving the lounge a romantic atmosphere.During one of the gaps between courses I’ve put a. Mrs. Wilder was pretty tall, and flat-chested with a very narrow waist. Since she did not have to wear a bra, her unusually big nipples were sticking out again under the tight tank top she was wearing.Two features had always called my attention, long before I got better acquainted with her: She had a big bubble butt like some of the black women in the porno movies, and her lips were unusually full and fleshy, making her often devious smiles very attractive.Her hair was black, long, and curly,. “Damn, that was good,” she said. “Now let’s go home so I can have what I really want.” “And what would that be?” he asked. “It would be you inside me. You know that. I need you inside me. I need to feel you cum inside me, baby,” she said, once again going back to her soft voice. “I promise to be your sex slave when we get home after dinner, darlin’. That is, if you are still awake,” Ted said and kissed her. She sat up and pushed him back in his seat before she turned and looked around the. I started to think that I’m being the sissy, as I was really started to get turned-on sucking her cock, I was almost in a trance, trying to do what I know feels good when I’m getting a BJ. She said to me ‘sweetie that’s so good, you could have some more later – right now I need to get fucked’ She pulled away from me, and looked down at my hard cock and said ‘I see you liked sucking cock!’ She then put a condom over my hard cock and covered it with lube, she gave me the bottle and instructed me.