Get dressed, a little, anyway. This did marvelous things for her breasts. BeePorn When she was done. The big Wurlitzer jukebox was filled with ancient Elvis and the waitresses wore poodle skirts and roller blades. I whispered, “Diana.”
She snapped back into an erect kneeling posture with her shoulders back. Diana paid our tab while Gwen and I carried shopping bags out to the Denali. Ashling seemed up to the task of keeping our orders straight as she wheeled away. A tall blonde man in a jean jack flipped the chair around and sat straddling it. I sat on one of the center island’s swivel stools, enjoying the view while the ladies settled. I leaned down to kiss Hannah as her arms went around me pulling me close.
