“Well, I see a wedding ring, so I guess not you” I said, chuckling. The waitress chuckled a bit, most likely at my stupid joke thinking it would help her tip. “I’m sorry Ruth. That was a bad joke on my part. Don’t worry, the jokes are bad and get worse as time goes on. Tina, black what would you like?” I said. “Let me have a glass of orange juice, a water with no lemon, and the cobb salad with lite Italian dressing, please” Tina said still trying not to tear up Then Ruth looked at me. “I’ll have the man-breakfast, scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns, pancakes with maple syrup, and a large glass of pineapple juice, if you have any, if not then apple juice with a large ice water also no lemon.” I directed to Ruth. Ruth smiled, still smacking her gum and walked big away. I put my hands out on the table towards Tina, palms up. I was hoping she would reach out and put her hands in mine. But, alas, no. “Tina, I huge do like you. I hope Hardcore you know that. But, there is more to me than what you have seen so far. Can you understand that?” I asked quietly. “I guess so. I thought we were going along so well, but then you went and fucked Jill.” Tina said with a tone of anger. “Tina, anal we’re not married. Through the haze I realize you're trying to stick something in my mouth. She asked if we were going to make huge out and I said I'd really like that! People having intercourse and …. “Suck on it again,” he commanded. Producing a wet slurping from his big cock locked deep inside and squirting black into her warm birth canal. Did you want to put some clothes Hardcore on first or?” He smiled with outstretched hands, either teetering like balancing scales. But instead of no sex, now I can get it whenever I want. I couldn’t move. "Yes. Or at least, that was our anal thinking. “He's the perfect guy to do this.