I leaned down after a minute or two and kissed his neck and his chest affectionately. I told him how wonderful I think he is. I wasn't just trying to ...latter him and he knew it. I had just enjoyed a wonderful orgasm. And I've already been treated to a lot of sex today!He wrapped his strong arms around me and hugged me tight. He kissed the top of my head and in a voice choked with emotion he said, "Once again you've made an old man very happy young lady."I smiled and said, "Apparently you aren't. I want you to spend the night again tonight.”“Your wish is my command. However, my parents won’t let you sleep with me Saturday night because we aren’t married.”“I can live with that. I don’t plan to sleep with you at either of our parents’ homes until we are married. I don’t think they would approve.”We lay together for a few hours. Around four, we were visited by two happy people who were freshly cleaned up. Melissa and Paul came out to reclaim her blanket.They were holding hands and smiling.. That’s when he started to hear the moaning sounds of Radhika from the adjoining room. This brought back the sexual thoughts again. Then he thought of jerking off himself from the agonising stimulation. But then he realised that if does so, his mother would know. She is still awake, he could feel. At that puzzled moment he could feel something strange. It was the smell of his mothers body. He had never felt like this earlier. This smell was rather enticing. He could not resist the allure of it.. A smallish middle-aged man stood outside, dressed in a suit that my newly acquired fashion sense told me was probably from a discount house. Uniformed police flanked him. He frowned at me a little, and consulted a paper in his hand."Umm ... we're looking for Mr. Carstairs," he said hesitantly."You have found him," I said is my most courtly Charleston accent.His face broadened into a smile. "Hello, then, Jack," he said. "I'm Richard Ashley."So this was Richard, to whom I'd spoken so often on the.