She took my cock in her hand. Her hands seemed to be warm. She tried pulling back my foreskin completely but couldn’t do so. She used my precum and ...inally spitted on my cock head. With the help of the mixture of my precum and her spit she pulled back the foreskin.She was now moving her hand up and down on the shaft and occasionally playing with the cock head too. Speed of her moments was constant. She was in cross position i.e. her head facing my cock and legs facing my head but we were not in. Yes I am.Tyler: I'll walk you home.No...No there's no need.Tyler: Tell you what...i'll call you a cab.And he did. I was glad in many ways as I hated walking home. He was quite quiet in the cab. I guess the bravado was for his mates. And he did as he said. He dropped me to my door. As I left the cab he jumped out as well and paid the driver.What...what you doing?Tyler: Thought I'd come in for a coffee.I tried to tell him I was a married woman, my husband would be home but he had none of it.We. “A birthday sleepover? Did you even get her present yet?”“Oh! We have to get that too! It starts tomorrow at 5! Please mom, can I go?!” she begged sincerely. “Uhm, I guess” I blurted out. “Yes! Thank you mom! Thank you, so much!” she shrieked, running off. I could hear her voice in the distance, undoubtedly talking on her cell phone to tell her friend the good news. “Hmm, a whole night tomorrow without my daughter; that could be fun” I grinned, thinking of all the dirty things I wanted to do to. As he enters things are quiet, but not for long. As he finishes check-in and collects his room keys a large coach has pulled up outside and around 30 or so ‘Twenty-Something’ young ladies disembark and enter the reception area laughing and gossiping. Tom immediately spots several real beauties and wonders which one he will be looking after that evening.That evening’s entertainment is to be a ‘Tarzan Adventure’ in the woods across the lawn to the front of the hotel. Most of the girls will be in.