"Sir?" Kitten's soft confused voice jostled him from his thoughts of rings and wedding bells. He shook his head gently, looked into those crystal blue...eyes and again felt the strong love he had for her. "I'm sorry Kitten, I wasn't listening. Please, what were you saying?" Sir inquired, feeling a bit bad for ignoring her like that. "I asked if you wanted to take your dinner in here or are you done with your business for the day?" Kitten spoke softly, curious as to what he'd been thinking that. She is very petite and weighed only about one hundred five pounds with perky ‘B’ cup tities and a red bush shaved in a landing strip and kept high and tight along with a smoking hot body. She has never had any troule getting some pecker and we love talking about past adventures in her quest for dick. She was real cock hound when I met her. She had fucked as many guys as I have fucked women. We were siting out by our pool trying to figure out a solution to our problem. She in her bikini and I. He left to bring us a cab number. My wife said: "He is rich. I'm going to teach him Farsi and it's ok if he flirts with me. It's not like I'm a prostitute." I said: "I'm not saying that but if something happens and he complains to the pizza place, I cannot really explain to them what happened." She said: "If you be a man and trust me, I will let you do whatever you want with me, even anal, but just keep quiet for the next 15 minutes." Before I complain, the owner came back with a number. While. So after giving her a kis of my frist sex i left from there wit out doing sex , becoz her husband was on her way back , so i decieded to went back ,so that day at the same time of last she called me , i received her call and said that was her frist kiss which she never forget , so thing like that passed, we both talked on phone and even we both do phone sex , i realy dont like that , as i always wanted to do that in realy, phone sex is something else, which is not my type, any how we both.