I didn't know if she was thinking about what I was telling her or something else.We danced some more and had a couple of more drinks. She was quiet du...ing the ride home, which was odd in itself. When we got home, we got ready for bed. Her mind was still thinking but she wasn't talking."Jo, is there a problem? You've hardly said anything all night. Is there something you want to tell me?" I tried to give her every opportunity to talk to me."No," she said, "there's nothing wrong. I forgot to. .you greedilytake my cock into your mouth and begin to suck it hard as you continueto play with yourself.I'm still filming all of the action and you look up to the lense asyou suck my cock - the sight is fantastic - you are sucking reallyhard and it is taking all of my concentration to stop myself fromcumming down your throat there and then!!You ask me to play with your bottom and make you cum.............youlet go of the carrot and cucumber and lean forward to grab your anklesand pull them up. Her fingers felt smooth and cool as they glided up and down over the smooth skin of his prick."It feels so good Peter ... so soft ... yet, so hard..." she murmured.He put his hand up, under her chin and pulled her lips down to his. They softly kissed, their mouths partially open and their tongues sliding together as the sweet, sensual young girl slid her hands up and down his naked, pulsing cock.With the fingers of her left hand lightly pulling at the rounded head, the other slipped down. Hetalked at great length about Hiromi's father, Hideki Watanabe."It saddens me I did not get to know my father well."Keiji began to tire around nine o'clock. "Granddaughter, it is time weend this evening." Thank you, Grandfather, for having Charles and I over," Hiromi saidbefore giving a deep bow. "Will we join you for breakfast tomorrow?" No, granddaughter, it is not necessary."Hiromi would have made a fine actress, because without much effort shewas able to make tears well up in her eyes..