. you got it!" Sandy panted. "Keep going!"I did as I was told, and soon felt my own member hardening up again."Want to lose your V plates?" Sandy aske..., struggling to stay composed while I flicked at her clit with my tongue.No more awkward conversations from me this time. Silently I raised myself up onto my knees and moved forward, letting my penis lead the way. Sandy took hold of it, guiding it in to her thirty-something year old pink wet pussy."Give it to me Tom! Don't hold back" Sandy. She pictured her fantasy, tall and muscular, a west indian businessman in town for a conference. She would meet him in the bar of his hotel, the Hilton or maybe the Clarendon, he would be a bit nervous but she would put him at his ease while they drank cocktails and she would whisper her suggestions to him and watch as the bulge in his expensive trousers grew bigger and bigger. Leaving the bar, with Champagne ordered, they would quickly make their way to his room where the sordid formalities. The ad was not very detailed. I just mentioned that I was a curious guy looking to give head, with a picture of me nude from the chest down. Within minutes I was receiving emails from all sorts of guys, but I was not getting any emails that interested me. After some time I gave up and went back to reading stories. Over the next few days the emails died down, and after seeing all the freaky emails, so did my eagerness to go through with it. It was five days after I posted the ad that I. The best surprise was yet to come and he could hardly wait to see what his son thought of that.Bill smiled as he answered, “Raising their son’s allowance?”Jerry burst out laughing and shook his head. Shaking his head, he said, “Better load up a plate and get back in there before your friends forget who you are.”“Aw, Dad. They won’t forget me. You maybe, but not me,” replied Bill with a grin even as he went to get a plate. He knew that his friends wouldn’t forget him.Stepping down the buffet.