Mail address and a brief note saying that she and her young toy boy lover (me) would love to meet up for drinks and to see what happened.As we were bo...h dog tired then we went to bed and for the first time since our relationship had begun, we went to sleep in each others arms.For once I woke up before her and for some strange reason I had a bloody jingle in my head. In dad's old studio I scribbled it down and played a couple of keys on the piano. It sounded great, but I needed another opinion. Then I hiked up my skirt, lifted my leg and put my foot on one side of the urinal.Then I pulled my cotton thong aside. Tom and the other guy stroked their cocks as they watched me.The new fellow was very aroused after watching me. He could not wait any longer; he grabbed me, made me bend me over the sink counter and he yanked my thong down to my knees. I grabbed for my purse and pulled out a condom; the guy laughed.Then, with no ceremony, he shoved his hard dick into my sopping cunt. I gasped. (Hands off Mark! Ummm... Uhhhh... OK, you've made your point...)Well, sometimes he uses his hands too. Where the hands are can be important. Sometimes. Once-in-a-while.(Yes, now damnit. Apologize for interrupting me! I'm supposed to be...)Excuse me folks. Something's cooking and I need to make sure it doesn't burn.(C'mere! You started this, now finish it!)Ummm... Now. Back to... Oh yes.So, as I was saying, there's a place in this world for 'just plain folks'.Our best times together are when. We flirted and continued conversing as we watched our hostess lighting the many candles that were placed through out the large sitting room. When she had finished, she turned off the rooms lights and walked over to me. I was a little more then confused as she took my hand and led me from the room.We went upstairs into what I assumed was a guest room. It was devoid of any furnishings or decorations other then the somewhat strange bed that sat very low to the ground in the middle of the room. I.