Tea restaurant to meet young women

The first time I saw her, I knew she was my type. She had a very well-proportioned figure, and although she wasn't tall (164cm), her legs were long and her butt was perky. Wearing jeans, I could almost feel the elasticity of her buttocks, making me want to touch them.
I confessed my feelings to her soon after we met, only to find out she was already married. Luckily, it wasn't a big deal. But I was still really unhappy. However, after spending some time with her, I knew she reciprocated my feelings. So, I seized an opportunity to ask her out for dinner, and she agreed. We went to a tea restaurant together. While we said we were having dinner, we knew what was really going on. We got a private room, ordered, and after the waiter left, my hands couldn't stay still. I started touching her from her hair down to her neck, cupped her face, and brought my lips to hers, using my tongue to pry open hers, kissing her teeth, teasing her tongue with mine, until our tongues intertwined tightly—a feeling of wanting to possess her immediately. But I also worried about when the waiter would bring the food, so I could only satisfy my tongue's desire, one hand on her buttocks, the other stroking her hair. Our tongues were entwined, and I could taste the sweetness of her saliva; it smelled wonderful. The expected knock on the door came after ten minutes of our passionate embrace. There wasn't much food, and we ate with a distracted mind, quickly finishing our meal, clearing the plates, and ordering tea. Knowing the waiter wouldn't come in again, we became even more impulsive.
She sat on my lap, kissing me for a while. I couldn't hold back any longer and told her I wanted more. She said we couldn't do it here. I suggested we go to a hotel, but she said she needed to go back early. "How about I give you oral sex?" she asked. "What?" "I'll make you come with my mouth!" I really thought I misheard. "Really?" "Come on! We'll go to a hotel next time." As she spoke, she reached for my belt, gently pulled out my penis, stroked it a couple of times with her gloved hand, and slowly lowered her head to gently take it into her mouth. It felt so good, without any teeth. If I didn't know she was married, I would have really thought she was a prostitute. She patiently moistened my glans with her saliva, slowly retracted the foreskin, and circled the glans with her tongue, occasionally pressing against the urethral opening. Her hand rapidly stroked my penis, repeating this process. Before long, I couldn't take it anymore. The suction of her mouth and the grip of her hand felt just right, exactly what I wanted. After a small deep throat, I said, "I can't take it anymore." She cooperated, pressing my glans against her tongue and increasing the speed of her hand's strokes. With a low growl, she buried her head deeply, wrapping her arms around my waist, waiting for me to bounce against her throat and ejaculate. Then, holding my penis, she squeezed out the last drop of semen, sucked it one last time with her mouth, licked the urethral opening with her tongue, and then slowly raised her head, smiling as she turned away, spitting the semen into her water glass. Just as I was about to pull up my pants, she pressed my hand down, took another sip of water from my cup, lowered her head, and took my limp penis into her mouth. After licking it a few times with her tongue, she slowly drank the water, looked up, took a napkin, and wiped it for me. Then she pulled up my underwear, helped me pull up my pants, and fastened my belt. "Okay! Wasn't that great? I've never done this to my man. You're the first, aren't you happy?" "Hehe, so good." She said this, and I listened, but I wasn't entirely convinced. It was too practiced and professional; it was hard to believe it was her first time. After we finished getting ready, we arranged a time for our next hotel visit, paid the bill, and left one after the other. This isn't the end. If you gentlemen like it, I'll write about the hotel visit in another post. Since it's all true, I won't post pictures. After all, it involves two families, and there are too many coincidences; I don't dare take the risk. Thank you for reading.

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