I’m sure it’s a real cool part of town. By the way, my name’s Gareth. What’s yours?’ ‘Cath.’ ‘Well, Cath, I don’t really want to bot...er you if you don’t want me to, if you’re waiting for a friend and all. I’m just a lonely yank in town who doesn’t know anyone. But it’s been real good meeting you.’ He took the glass of whisky that the barman offered him and handed over a note. ‘Have a drink on me, bud.’ he said to the barman and handed Cath the glass of wine. ‘Not the best vintage,’ he continued. Trying to make the most of the opportunity I stumbled around adding water to the hot coals and waving my shrivelled member just a few feet from her eyes. I caught her glancing several times looking confused and increasingly flustered. The discomfort manifested itself in her moving around giving me chance to observe her firm breasts and trimmed dark bush. Eventually I sat down right on the edge of the bench legs spread as wide as I dared without rebuke. My balls were effectively pushed up by. She was beautiful, panting, her heart beating through the thick flesh of her tits.I rolled her over on her back, stopping halfway to kiss and lick her beautiful ass cheeks and asshole. When I got her on her back, I bent her legs in half at the knee and plunged my face into her cunt, separating the long folds of her pussy with my fingers and licking them in long passes with my tongue, ringing her clit, making my daughter/slut gasp, panting faster and begin playing with her tits and grinding her. The room was bathed in a soft, amber glow when I switched on the small light under the parchment shade. I turned away from Edward as I pulled back the duvet cover, quilt and sheet, which covered the massive bed, in three equal folds. I turned on my heel to face him, reaching my hands behind my neck to slide the zip down the back of my little black cocktail dress. “You’ve done this before?” he asked softly. “What? Fucked?” I chuckled, “ Once or twice. You’re falling behind.” “What should I do?”.