” She licked her lips. They had to be tender, too. “I know you like country music now. What about John Denver?” “Yes,” I said, “but, as it...happens, I don’t have any of his CDs. Just a couple of his hit songs on compilations. That sort of thing.” Gaynor rolled away from my clutches and sat up, the now-open neckline exposing much of her chest and the glorious swell of her cleavage. “I don’t know whether you’ve heard this one,” she said, inserting a disc into a machine which sat on the night. It was painful as she was still tired.I slowed down and again increased the speed. I held her by her waist and started thrusting so bad that she pushed me away to slow down. But it was of no use. “Ah.. ah.. ah.. ah.. ah.. ah.. ah… ah.. ah.. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me like never before”, the sexy Bengali mature housewife moaned.“Yeah babe, you are mine today”, I exclaimed. After half an hour, I released inside her. I sucked her boobs for a while and laid there with her. We both smiled at each. Allthroughout dinner, I was quiet. I didn't want to go through with it butknew it was too late. Jen and Christian seemed to really hit it off. Iwas a little unnerved by the way they were looking at each other allnight but I didn't say anything. I knew how much Jen was looking forwardto this and didn't want to dampen the mood.Finally, just as we had done with Kate, we made our way back to ourapartment. The only difference this time being that Christian and Iweren't kissing and feeling each other. "Privateer?" At my nod, he went on. "Yeah, we don't get a lot of you in here but when we do it's pretty obvious. Let's go back here." He led us to a changing area and had me strip to my skivvies. "Pariclesian?" Looks that way." At his questioning look, I added, "Orphan."He nodded. "What are you looking for? Casual? Formal?" He was taking some measurements.Katherine, who had been standing in the background, came forward and took over. "For tonight, something casual. Tomorrow we'll be looking for.