Sally's Seafood Palace

"Well Olivia, I have one question for you before our date continues, any seafood allergies?"

Telling me how she grew up by the ocean before moving here, she readily agrees to continue our date at Sally's Seafood Palace. Located by the river, we take a table on the patio overlooking the trail beside the riverbank. Ordering for both of us, we set in to wait for Trout Almandine, mixed veggies and oysters on the half shell. Sitting back sipping a glass of Chardonnay we make a plan to go for a relaxing walk along the riverbank.

The food arrives and Olivia dives into her oysters, then into mine. I block her from my trout when she starts to eye it. After three glasses of wine and a great meal in us we make our way down to the riverbank. After a few minutes we're far enough way that we can't see the restaurant, nor anyone else on the pathway. Coming across a fallen log we sit down leaning into each other we talk for a half hour.

In all that time no one passed us so we begin to kiss, Olivia's hand around my waist. Quickly her hand slips further into the waist of my pants. Then it's found my cock with long soft strokes, hardening it in seconds. A few minutes later I'm splashing her hand with my cum. Not the most impressive performance.

"If you think my hand was good, you should try other parts!" Giving me the eye as she starts to walk back the way we came