Silently, Jahn urged the older man before him to grab his hair and thrust Sir's cock between his lips. As slowly or roughly as would please Sir. And...then he did.His gloved hands slid across Jahn's nipples, then up along, teasingly choking, Jahn's neck and finally firmly gripping his ears and holding his head in place...while he teased his cockhead across Jahn's eager lips.“Oh, Sir!” Jahn whispered, his mouth filled with cock.Jahn's lips sucked in tightly, felt sir's thrusts grow more. Then he won’t have anything to complain about. I walk inside, where I’m greeted by the sprawling lobby of cream-colored furniture and decorative pillars. I amble up to the front desk. “Hello,” the lady greets me. “Do you have a reservation?”“Yes. It’s room 213.”Her smile falters. “Can I get the name, please?”Of course! My name!I give her my alias. “Mindy Pine.”“All right, Mrs. Pine. It looks like your room is ready. Let me get that key for you.”She turns around to get the key. I wonder if James. . Then I would have ordered double the champagne and we would have drowned our sorrows." he replied, slapping me on the back and assuring me he just knew that that was never going to happen. That was my mate for you. If you win, drink a bottle of champagne, If you lose, drink two.Great philosophy for life really...The next couple of months flew by. Josie and I had decided we wanted to get married as soon as we possibly could. Neither of us had any family as such, and at our ages we couldn't see. Up top, I had on a matching crimson bra that was deliberately one size too small. My D cup boobs bulged out of the sides and top to create a vast cleavage. The top I'd chosen was a skimpy very low cut cotton item, which showed my bulging bosom off perfectly. As I climbed out of my car, I looked and felt like a complete slut, and I revelled in it. I leaned in to the car to get the holdall from the passenger seat and felt my skirt rise up. Anyone standing near would have got a good look at my.