He didn’t know. He wasn’t good at guessing ages. Whatever age she was, she looked good. She had character. Always the same red lipstick and always...a smart suit. He loved her shoes, whichever she chose. Her feet were small and perfectly formed. Open-toed shoes were his favourite. Then he could admire her small toes and the meticulously painted toenails. Red. Like her lipstick. He thought of sucking on those toes. He’d never thought of doing that for anyone else. He’d always considered it gross.. " he began."What about it?" Don't you remember? I fell asleep and stood you up. Don't tell me you forgot--I thought you were pissed! Spent all day worrying about whether or not you'd talk to me tonight." I always talk to you Ryan," she said in a wounded tone."I know you do--I'm only kidding." Shit, he thought, she's still pissed at me.She didn't say anything. He changed the subject."So, how was that party last night?" he asked."Fine." Did you get drunk?" he asked."I don't know," she said in an. If she thought I could last under this pleasure attack she was wrong. My come shot came fast and furious making me wonder how I could make so much so fast. I flooded her mouth so quickly that she lost part of my first spurt, but she patiently waited for me to finish flexing my last pearls of cream before hopping up from my genitals and off the bed."God Rob, I have to pee so bad." she squealed as she ran to the bathroom.That explained why she hadn't used her fingers on herself like I thought she. Feeling over dressed I asked if I needed to dress like them, and they only smiled as we enjoyed a bottle of good wine and the cheese and crackers I had made. Doing so we discussed our jobs and how they kept us all from meeting people, having a need for companionship, our animals, and the twins finally asked if I liked anal sex and cumming in a tight womans asshole and I answered that I definitely loved cumming in an asshole. Sprawled across the bed, the head person knocked and inviting her.