Juice spills from the slices and pools on the plate. Before I can stop myself, I take my index finger and dip it into the juice. I place my finger int...o my mouth and lick off the juice with my tongue. It tastes so good, I suck until the last drop is gone. I finish my cutting and return to the couch with my plate. As I sit down, I realize I have forgotten to bring a fork with me. Oh well, I am comfortable on the couch and don’t really want to get up again at the moment. I decide to eat the steak. I was very nervous and took 2 min stoodstill there only and watching that scene. Then I started gaining courage andslowly closed the door and gone near to her to enjoy such moments of my life. Ican never forget that moment. I was just 1 foot away from herbed and closely watching a sex goddess and her god gift beauty and her breastswere very fair, rounded and well shaped with nice rounded brown areola andsmall nipple. I watched her closely for 10 minutes in that position and was madto take them. What was she thinking? If these were merely precariously naughty thoughts she was having, they certainly bordered on ones that were downright forbidden! Yet they persisted. Her eyes rolled in her head as she roamed over the vivid image of his developed chest and down to those tight abdominal muscles. So sexy!Her daydream continued as her hands subconsciously loosened the closure of her jeans and unzipped the fly, peeling back each flap to gain the access she needed. “It’s just a fantasy,girl,”. The attention was quick to materialize. "Hey sweetcheeks, why don't you send grandpa home to bed and hang out with someone more fun." How rude! No one spoke like that about him! The guy wasn't even cute. But she checked herself (Rule #7 – Let him handle it.) and just looked at him blankly. He definitely handled it. "Because she deserves someone smart enough to wear shirts that button. Now push off, junior, before the bartender realizes you just swiped his tip." The bartender glared at the rude.