He now got the soap into Matt's arse crack and carefully washed the whole area around it, before coming through and up to his balls and cock. After ma...saging the soap into Matt's blond pubes, he lathered up his own hands and ever so gently cupped the lad's big balls in his hands to allow the soap do its work, ending up by soaping his dick, and letting the water rinse everything clean. All this time the lads' cocks had remained surprisingly soft though towards the end, Matt's was beginning to. There were about a dozen of us to start. As the night went on, there were just a few of us left. There was a recent smoking ban put into place and it was snowy outside. A lady from Accounting, we'll call her Gina, really just wanted to sit down and have a cig. I had known her from work now for several months. I had too many drinks and actually lived close by and on her way home. So I told her if she gave me a ride, she could sit and chill for a minute and have a smoke.She was 20 years older. “I am joking,” she said, but out of habit I do walk into here quietly.” The walls of the huge maturation cellar were lined with wine in casks of different sizes and a double width of stacked casks also ran through the centre of the cellar.. “What’s in these casks,” Nash whispered, pointing. Mimi giggled but whispered in reply. “These French oak barriques marked CH are chardonnay and further down you’ll see more marked RCH.” “Reserve chardonnay,” Nash offered. “Oooh, very good, and on our right. D., but George cut in once again, “So sorry, but that’s not necessary. We won’t be drinking this morning. You can just bring him the same. Thanks.” Nodding politely, the waiter disappeared to retrieve their breakfast. The food was delicious, and Heather was happy to have something to focus on as her mother and George ruled the conversation, discussing wedding plans mostly. Aaron was also silent, though occasionally she would risk a glance his way, and he always seemed to be staring right at.