Top Blogs: CUM GIRLS got into the car and we were on our way to the local diner when I regretted bucket seats. I yearned for the old bench seat because I dearly wanted to pull her over and wrap her into my free arm and pet her breast like I used to do with old girl friends. The only thing I could do was to rub her leg with my hand while we drove. The up side of that was that it was making me want her more. She grabbed my hand and stopped all motion and just gripped my hand like a schoolgirl. We continued on in silence. When we arrived at the diner, I realized that her reluctance to allow me to stroke her leg was having the opposite effect that I'd expected. I was getting hotter because she refused me an outlet for my "heat". I waddled into the diner with a raging hard-on. I thanked my stars for my sport jacket because it partially hid the tent in my jeans. I continued the charade by ordering an omelet and coffee. Andrea gave me a look of resignation and ordered a small salad and tea but I could tell that she wanted to reach out and drag me from the table to the apartment and fuck me silly. During the meal we made small talk as I played with my food and prolonged the inevitable. When the waitress cleared the table, I started to get really horny but continued to make small talk as I finished my second cup of coffee.
