The conversation came to an end and he looked a little embarrassed, I leaned forward and simultaneously put my left arm across his shoulders as my rig...t hand touched the inside of his thigh, he looked at me and I kissed him. It didn’t take him long to read the situation and his tongue was soon in my mouth as we snogged furiously.His hand moved onto my thigh as we kissed hard. After a few minutes I said “Shall we get in the back?” he nodded and opened his door. As we sat down we were soon in a. Seeing Her walk in that short, short skirt, tossing Her hair back and adjusting Her skimpy, tight top, is just mesmerising. She is a Goddess. And She’s already made me wet my pants once, before She even posed! And now She’s going to pose and my mouth is hanging open and dry, my heart pounding a little. She reaches the little posing area, whatever you call it, and turns round – “I’ll just do some poses, my favourite ones I like to do, that I know all the men love!”She holds the hem of the little. All this bullshit religious crap people believe. God is a wise old man who can’t decide if he loves you or hates you. Everyone has guardian angels, but they don’t seem to do anything. The Devil is a red-skinned horned pitchfork-wielding maniac who lives in a barbecue pit and who wants to buy your soul. You know, all that stupid crap.’ Stan began gesticulating to emphasize his points as he made them. ‘You sound pretty confident, Stan. You think you know how things really work, then?’ James said,. The bartender was a very good looking friendly, probably late 20s early 30s black man and we became friends, him always giving my wife a hug every time we came in and they exchanged Facebook information.She knows she has my permission to have sex with a younger black man since I can seldom perform any longer. On the night before we left he texted her and asked if he could come over to the condo and tell us good bye. We both know what he actually wanted and that was to fuck her. We discussed it.