“Oh, like a nice pillow and mattress.” I suggested, a doubtful look crossing my face.“Well yeah.” she agreed, and realized that it probably wa...n’t enough. “Good food too.” she added, hoping it would add to the pot.“Yeah, it’s cold by the time I get it; maybe extra helpings and deserts.” I played along.She knew it sounded kind of lame and pinched her bottom lip in thought. Snapping her fingers, she came up with, “Maybe get some loving on the side?” and offered more details, “You know, to take. She would try to part her lips and slide it between them, but my father's cock was too large and so, as she moaned, she'd wrap them along the side of his shaft and slowly drag them upwards and down... smearing her drool all across it. His cock practically gleamed as she loved it and sucked, and she eagerly swallowed every drop of precum he produced.As she busied her mouth with his thick shaft, his hand would brush aside her hair and he would look into her eyes and whisper some of the dirtiest. . 'Cough'... Lets hope the fries are any better...” As soon as he plucked the golden fry out of the next basket and eyed it warily he took a small nibble and swallowed, shrugging his shoulders the others dug in and ate the cut potatoes with growing enthusiasm, the basket of wings discarded at the far corner of the table as the five friends laughed and enjoyed their dish. Over the course of their meal Sasha started rubbing her foot against Jordan's leg, the toe of her shoe tracing up and down. But I took out my special cards (those who meet me will get to see why they are special ;) ) and we started playing the simple patte pe patta game. We were sitting on the bed in her room. The game had a twist though. Every time someone ran out of cards, they had to take off one piece of clothing. Yeah, we were playing strip patte pe patta. Trust me people; this is the best way to lose your inhibitions. Half an hour later, I was only in my denims and she was left with her inners only. I ran out.