Emma laughed and leant over and squeezed Mark’s flaccid cock.“That’s ‘cos I was saving it for the right time. You’re right; I’ll tell you ...ll about it”.Paris, three weeks earlierEmma came to at a little after 11am; she lifted herself up on one arm and checked the clock. “I wonder if I can still get some breakfast”.She looked across the bed to see she was on her own, but did note a large still wet stain where she’d made him cum a couple of hours earlier. She got up and went to the bathroom,. Nothing to do with furry rodents. Another white man’s mis hearing of a native word. I’ve read it, but I can’t recall the details.”“OK. Have you a favourite place?”“No. Chinchilla is rife with fine eateries I’ve never dined in. I’ve whizzed past a KFC, a McDonald’s, a Domino’s, and seen signs for a Chinese and a Thai.”“A wealth of delights!”“Yes. But at the west end of town there’s an unpretentious-looking Sharpy’s which looks reasonable. There’s the Ag College!”It passed, as did Gatton. I. Of course my playing with her nipples was helping some, they were very nice, nicer than Betty’s but then Carol was 30 some years younger. Betty was still my girl and I knew it, she just loves sex. She loves it so much that if her head was ever ex-rayed they would only find penis’ instead of the normal gray matter.I allowed my hand to move down Carol’s side and onto her hip and back, my mouth had navigated to her nipples and they were hard but in a soft kind of way. Skin has that affect on. She wanted to continue the intimacy she was sharing with Gale in the otherwise empty place.She thought one word: "Pizza!" toward the couple and they suddenly turned away. Changing their minds in mid stride, desperately wanting pizza. Cindy chided herself. She hadn't meant to make it that strong. The couple would probably want pizza for lunch for a week. Maybe dinner and breakfast too."You don't seem the waitress type. I mean ... you're good at it, but it doesn't seem you. What did you do.