Not only that, but that man was a neighbor who lived not more than half a football field away! And a man whom I had, up to this point, a pretty friend...y relationship with!But I could see in those soft brown eyes a need for validation... a need to know she had worth and value to someone. So I took her soft face in my hands and pulled her gently into a long, deep kiss. It was a gutsy move, I know–it could have gone horribly wrong and the consequences of failure would have been terrible. Or it. Ian kept watching Dinah’s face as she pondered the offer before her. She looked at Jonas: he was a handsome man in her eyes, and he had done so much for them. She looked at her husband, wondering what he thought of the offer. Finally, Jonas shoved his plate away with a groan. ‘I cannot eat another bite. Dinah, that was the finest meal I’ve had in I cannot tell you how long! Thank you so much for having me over.’ Dinah rose and began clearing the table. ‘I’ll help you with that, love,’ Ian. I pushed my finger through the hole, wiggled it and was rewarded with a new cock. It wasn't as big as the last one, it didn't matter. I grabbed the base and moved my mouth to it. I licked the length up and down, swirling my tongue over the bulbous head. Taking him in my mouth I swallowed the shaft. The head felt thick in my throat compared to the thin shaft. I was easily able to take all his length in my throat. His cock buried in my mouth, my nose touching the booth wall. I held him there. . . There, that's better, you can do the rest by yourself. When you've finished undressing, stand to attention in front of the dressing table, facing the door." Ingrid gives susanna a full kiss on the lips before parting: "I'll be back in a few minutes." On her way out, Ingrid opens the wardrobe, takes out a black negligee and a pair of black stilettos and leaves the room, closing the door behind her. Outside the door, she throws off her street clothes and stands before the mirror in.