She was quite lovely to look at. She was full of life. She was compassionate and caring. She had overcome the most hideous childhood. Despite her lack...of education she had a quick and able mind. She was a go-getter. He could not find a fault in her. He just hoped that when he declared his love it would be enough to swing her from friendship to love. He knew though that she would not commit herself unless she was sure in her mind and heart.The result was that at one stage during supper he lost. His own rule was, once he started, I could not interfere, just Ana could stop him. In return he promised me he would be gentle and he would not hurt her… They kissed and started undressing one another. And then she dropped to her knees and pulled his pants down. I had seen a lot of huge dicks at the club and at the gym, but Shane´s dick was something to see. Anita just gasped, she sat back on the bed and stared at it for a few seconds. She kept saying: Oh, my… Oh my…” She looked at me, but I. But, after all, it was Clyde that Roger had called and not me. And it was Clyde's house, after all. Roger lay down on the rug beside me and Clyde knelt beside him. Then, it was Clyde's turn on that magnificent piece of man-meat.After a while, Roger rolled up onto his side and Clyde lay down beside him, still sucking away. Roger reached behind himself to me and began to pull me up behind him. His hand found my still-erect dick and he pulled me toward him, guiding my dick toward his ass.That was. "OK, soufflé it is." Tres bien, chérie. I must confess though, that I am not cooking it and it is kind of a working dinner if you don't mind idle chatter with a friend of mine while I fix whatever she has broken. Monique, the lady I was talking to when you came out of the bedroom, runs a small business, lives just outside the city, and is one of those people around whom technology ceases to function on an alarmingly regular basis. Either that, or she is using it as an excuse to get me out to.