Restaurants. Grocery stores. Museums. Even the opera down at the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion that I only attended under protest to please my wife. Well,...ex-wife. Damn. I’d actually grown rather fond of ‘Nessun dorma.’I picked up my water bottle (lots of bottled waters left at every 7-11 store) and took a swig.The woman — at least I assumed she was a woman from her long locks and the dress that she was wearing — was getting close enough now that I could start to discern her features. She seemed,. We talked through mobile for 2 months and things get deeper then slowly i asked double meaning questions for that she openly says the answer and i always compliment her because i thought at any cost i have to fuck her and i asked can i fuck you ?For that she replied yes but where will u fuck me there are no place for our secret relation ship ?There is no place .So she said that if her husband goes for a car trip at night she promised me to come at night to make love at her home . One fine day. I came up for air, and then plunged his cock back down the length of mythroat. My hands wandered from the backs of his thighs to firmly grasphis toned, muscular butt cheeks. Brendan was talking up a storm as Ithroat-fucked him. Just when I thought we'd reached a comfortable rhythmhe suddenly began thrusting faster and faster. 'Ahhhhhhhhhhh, shit!" hecried, "I'm gonna blow my load!"I quickly grabbed a lungful of air and pulled Brendan back in."Mmmmmmmm," was all I had time to manage."Oh fuck.. One last plunge and he finally erupted within her letting out a cry of pleasure.He was pressed against her as they recovered from the throes of passion. After he fell from within her warm confines, they began to silently and lovingly wash each other again. Then they got out of the shower to prepare to go home.She packed while Jeffrey ordered breakfast to be delivered to the room so that they could get to the airport quickly. They ate with light chatter between them. The last couple of days.