The waiter returned and we ordered food and we had quite an enjoyable meal and chatted and laughed and drunk large amounts of wine, and of course had ...olin’s hand occasionally up my skirt have a feel of my pussy as he put it in case I had slipped some on while he wasn’t watching.We stayed there most of the night drinking and as Colin was spending loads of money the staff were happy to let us do so, we left about 10-30 to head back to the hotel I must admit I felt rather drunk but Sue was very. “He’s a friend of Sam’s. Early forties. A software engineer. And a very eligible bachelor.”She scrolled to another photo--just Mark from the waist up, purple in the face, heaving a barbell off his chest.“Oh yeah, and smoking hot.”April rolled her eyes. And self-obsessed, clearly. “Okay. I’ll meet with him.”“Great,” said Danielle, squeezing her arm. “I really think you’re gonna like this guy. Just--keep an open mind, alright?”Oh, yeah. April was great at that.I'm here.Damn. She had started to. ’ ‘There’s nothing wrong with that. We need both types to make this world go around.’ she said with a laugh. ‘Can I walk you to your door, Ms Smerelda?’ he asked as he turned his truck off. ‘Of course. Why don’t you come in for a cup of espresso? I know you didn’t get yours at the cafe and I’d be more than happy to make you a cup.’ Smeralda offered. ‘You know I would love a cup.’ Sergio replied. It would give him a chance to find out more about the woman that had captured his attention from. From then on I drank deeply of Mark as if drawing life from his magnificent organ of pleasure. I sucked and stroked. I fondled and pumped. My cheek bulged and my tongue danced. I gripped the back of his thighs and he merely stroked my hair. He gave and I received the essence of his manly being. I didn’t know or care what the other boys were doing.After I don’t know how long, I was lifted by the hips so I stood bent double, still clamped to Mark’s cock. Without further preamble a bell-shaped.