Vu l’heure le portable déchargé et aussi la peur de rester toute seule de nuit ma femme lui a dit attend c’est bon change la roue et tu auras ta...fellation.Elle n’avait pas vu avec la nuit et les vitres teintées de la Golf du jeune qu’il n’était pas seul. Lorsqu’il a eu changé la roue il s’est assis à l'arrière portière ouverte jambes à l’extérieur de la voiture de ma femme et il lui a dit allez vas y si tu veux récupérer les clés de ta caisse paye moi enlève ta veste déboutonne ton chemisier et. Or perhaps he would simply walk away and lose his best chance at happiness. Well, yes, mostly simple things but one gigantic commitment. So she was nervous. Would he choose wisely? She couldn't know, so when they had awakened she approached him directly. She would run the risk and accept the results. It was the only way she knew to do things.He had taken her in his arms when he was sure she was awake. She kissed him and pushed him down burying his face in her bush. She spread her legs, opening. Now it was his turn to stare at the menu board while trying to keep a normal face. As had happened when Jeff stimulated me, things had gone farther than we’d expected for him, too. I could tell Jeff was close to coming, and I kept stroking. And then, despite being obviously in the throes of pleasure, Jeff grabbed my hand to hold it still. He drew me closer to him with his other arm so he could whisper in my ear. “Better stop. . . . I don’t want to . . . mess up your hand,” Jeff said. "Because she wants to, buddy." I hoped he got the point, but his next comment showed it had fallen flat somewhere between us. Communication impaired by alcohol consumption.He poked me. I don't like to be poked but I kept my hands to myself. This time."We'll see about that, friend."I didn't answer. Turned back to watch Hebe deftly dodge a wandering hand as she served a rather unsteady guy halfway down the bar. She moved back our way when my companion raised his hand."The same again, sweetie."I.