Immediately my cock sprang on viewing the pictures. I furiously jacked off multiple times thinking about meeting Pat and having her.A week or so down ...he line we agreed to meet at her place. She lived about 130 miles away but I really wanted this. I drove to Pats place and she greeted me at the door with sweats and baggy top on. We briefly kissed and she took me to her kitchen. As I walked behind her I could see her ass was huge. I was already hard and wanted this woman badly. We sat and. And in his mind he's taking off her panties with his teeth.He moves the cushions on the couch, unfolding the bed from inside, which is surprisingly firm and comfortable for a fold out couch in a guest room. He is setting up the bed as she gets down on her knees to pull out a basket of blankets and pillows from under a table in the corner. He acts like he doesn't see the side of her breast as her nightgown opens slightly. Does she know? Does she realize? Or is it intentional? He sits on the edge. “Sir, I am suddenly so very tired, perhaps I am coming down with something, please may I be excused?” I steal a small chuckle and taunt her, “Did my mix have an exhausting day today?”. I plan to wipe out her energies completely. “Yes Sir, I mean no Sir,” she stumbles “ I didn’t, I can’t think why”. I decide to let her sweat out the last few minutes. “Minx, you will not leave this table until I am finished with my dinner.” She looks slightly defeated and accepts my orders. I continue at my slow. “Sixty Euros and that include all the food and drink you want.” “Not bad, let me think about it. What’s your name?” “Gretchen.” That made sense, she had an accent but I couldn’t place it. “German?” “Yes, from Frankfurt.” “I’m from Nevada, USA, and you can call me Mr. Cox.” She laughed. “How did you end up on a package holiday from London?” I told her about the work I did and then asked, “And you, why is a German working for an English company?” “I live on the island and the company.