We did not fuck in the bath, but on the bath tub sitting opposite we were using legs to massage one another’s genitals. She asked for a fuck, i said...“itna jaldi kya, sare din hum dono ka hai janu, aaj rat tak tujhko chodna, chatna hai, lekin ye maat bhul, mere maal koi petrol pump nahi, maal jati hai, fir bharne ke liye somay chahiye. Is liye ek baar maal nikalne ke baad mai chod sakta hoon, lekin bar bar maal nehi niklega.” She was quite understandable, almost the whole day we passed close to. "Congratulations," I smiled nearly two years later to the day, sipping champagne in that same restaurant, and this time I had cause to celebrate."Thank you," Cory smiled and I lifted my glass, toasting his success."So, now that you've got your PhD, Professor," I giggled, "what are you going to do with it?" I, uh..." Cory set his glass down and leaned over the table. "I want to go to Horace Tufts." Why?" I put my glass down as well."The data we get, the reports and the work," Cory shrugged. "I. Robert literally shuttered with pleasure as a loud moan escaped from him. "Oh, my baby likes that, huh?" I asked, coyly. "Oh god, yes!" he responded, arching his hips up again. I repeated inserting the tip of my tongue into the opening of his urethra several times, evoking the same response each time. I would insert the tip of my tongue into the tiny slit, and then take the swollen glans into my mouth, sucking the head of my stepson's cock before taking his cock out of my mouth and then. They were sipping at beers and sodas and frankly watching the cook. Phoebe hadn’t worn the emperor’s new clothes, but, if anything, her outfit was even more intriguing. She had taken a half dozen or more long, brightly colored scarves and wrapped them around her lush curves. One was tied bandeau style around her breasts, another was tied in a sash low on her hips, and the rest were tucked into the sash to form a skirt front and back. Her hips were quite exposed, and so was most everything else.