Why'd they invite him?" I think he's friends with the guys Steve plays poker with." What's so special about them?" I dunno, apparently they're like, p...ofessional poker players or something. They cleaned Steve out." Then why does he want to hang out with them?" I dunno. They're cool, I guess."We pulled up to Steve's house. Steve was on the porch smoking with Alex and some guys I didn't know. Grace was chatting with one of them.Steve handed us hard lemonade as we walked up to his house and. I kiss my way down to your breasts again, but this time I keep going, touching my lips to each rib, pausing at the swell of your mons with a chuckle as I feel your feet rub quite deliberately against my cock as I slide down your body…but I will not let that distract me from my goal. Well not for more than a few seconds anyhow. ‘Oh, yes,’ you whisper as I move lower, kissing the crease of your inner thigh on each side of your lips, then giving in to the gentle pressure of your hands on my head. You pulled his shorts down completely as he again lifted himself for you. He leaned back in his massive chair to give you full access to him. You stopped to admire him, a specimen at his age, fit, powerful, and confident. You set your eyes now on his cock, as thick as a forearm, uncut and around average length. You bent forward and gently kissed his shaft, at the base at first, then slowly upwards until you neared the tip. There you stopped to look up at him as you darted your tongue up and. Taking her eyes off Stacy, she looked around, noticing where they were. They'd already passed several of the fast-food joints Betty thought they might be going to, and seemed to be heading towards the university."Where are you taking me?" We're going to a little restaurant I know. I really do need a break, and it's one of the most relaxing places in the city."A few minutes later they arrived. It looked like one of those subdued, out-of-the way, expensive places. Annabella's. She'd never even.