So why did you really come in here she wanted to know. I looked at my ipod it was only 840 to make out I said. What like kissing and shit she said. Y...ah we can start with that and see where it leads. Okay and just like that she got up out her chair and we started kissing. We started with those little c***dhood pecks then I took over. I learned how to kiss at an early age so I went in stared sucking on her tongue flicking mine around biting her lips and the whole time I was grabbing that ass. Both had married and left home in their early twenties. Cynthia stopped talking at the mention of her marriage, fished in her clutch purse and dabbed at her eyes with a lace handkerchief. ‘Now you must tell me about yourself.’ Byron smiled as he recounted his childhood as the only son of a small town general store owner. From the time he could walk he was helping his parents in the store, fetching small items from top shelves and delivering groceries on his bike to older customers. His parents. ‘In the car baby. You can get them later.’ Her soft American tone warmed me. She walked into my sitting room and looked around, inspecting, nodded as if satisfied and sat in a large armchair, mine normally. I smiled to myself – she owns the place. ‘May I get you some wine?’ ‘Thank you,’ - always polite. I poured us a glass each and carried them through to her, setting hers on a small table beside her and stood by the fire to watch her. We raised glasses and smiled at each other, the tension in. But I do have these if you want to try them. They are right out of the package!”The door opens a crack. Her face appears, with the door shielding her obviously naked body. ‘How I would love to see those beautiful, big breasts!’ I can’t help thinking, as she blinks at me, with a very mischievous smile. “I think you are just being naughty!” Darcy accused, “Did you really look in my bag? They were right there.”I make a silly, ‘You know I’m lying’ grin and stare, continuing, ”I looked high and low,.