Your favorite meal, some wine, great conversation, watching your beautiful eyes dance and sparkle in the candelight. You know I have an unchecked and ...ncontrollable desire for you, but I want to wait – to build the anticipation. I want to make sure your romantic needs are met first, I want you to feel special, to feel like the lady that you are… Some jazz music, more quiet conversation, lots of hand holding, caressing. Just relax, and let us be ourselves, no pressure, no games, just enjoying. " What do you mean?" I tried. You just lay there, like you didn't know I existed." You tried? Does that mean what I think it means?" You wouldn't fuck me back," she said, so softly that I wasn't sure if I'd heard her correctly."Did I go soft?"She absent-mindedly licked my nipple before answering, "No." What made you stop? Why didn't you have your fun?" It's not the same if you don't fuck me back." It had been a long day. I was tired," I replied, trying to justify the reason I had not done my. Other than that you could grab a sandwich and a bag of potato chips if you were really hungry. The place was made mainly for drinking.The music changed and Rita came sauntering out onto the stage wiggling her ample hips. She was wearing a see thru blouse and you could see her tits thru it. She shimmied to the music and slowly pulled her blouse off and tossed it to the ground. Then she spotted Rex sitting at a table closest to the stage. He had turned on her laptop but looked up at her and they. The girls had not liked the way that the twenty-fours had gone and apparently I was there to correct the problem. My sister told them that I liked girls of all sizes and ages.I was introduced to the winner’s sister Joyce. She was fourteen years old and kind of cute. Her breasts were nice and her tush was rounded. Her brother was only her second fuck and she was happy that he hadn’t been her first because he was pretty bad at it. Margaret laughed and said that he was the worse of the six boys.