The ambiance is just wonderful. There is Japanese music playing and there is all of these beautiful Japanese fans on the walls. There are beautiful st...anding lacquer vases with the most beautiful flower arrangements in them.I approach you and you look just like your picture. We hug each other and walk into the restaurant. The hostess sits us in a quiet section of the restaurant. Even though we have never met, it feels like we have known each other for a very long time.The waiter takes our drink. We ate and touched; we worked and touched. In quiet moments at the bakery,we held one another closely and kissed. That next day was as no other dayhad ever been. I, for one, walked and worked as if in a daze, stilloverwhelmed at the extraordinariness of our love and our new relationship.Often, during the day, I would stand and watch my dad as he worked,capturing the warmth of the feeling of love that the two of us shared. Theday passed quickly and we closed the shop and returned home anxious. A tremor runs down my spine as I watch you watch me, your eyes addicted to the site of my full burgundy lips stretched around your girth, my tongue working the heat filling my mouth. I maintain a slow tension building pace that keeps you swearing. For a while you watch me, mesmerized at the way my mouth slips up and down your hard cock. Suddenly you sit up and comb your hands through my hair to take hold of me once more. You guide me down onto you until I swallow you to the hilt. While you take. She then asked mine. so I replied 23. she couldn’t keep her eyes off me. and she told me that she thought I was a very handsome young man. I thanked her and told her that she was a pretty older woman. She said “really?” and started to blush. A soon as we got to her house I asked if she had any alcohol. She pulled out a bottle of vodka and told me to start drinking without her, while she took a shower. So, I poured my self a glass, then when I heard the shower turn on. I knew I.