Upstairs. First door to the left. Leave your dirty clothes outside the door. Somebody will bring you a pair of robes or something." Dankschen", one sa...d as the other said, "thank you."They went up – one looking cautiously forward, the other looking suspiciously backward.I had to chuckle as I headed into the kitchen. They were sexy as all fuck and completely adorable. "Hey Ivan, I think our guests may want seconds so –" I looked up to see what looked like a staff meeting without me. "Ok. What. I yearned for Jane’s sweet pussy cum to mix with the pre cum that I coaxed up my shaft and out onto my head. A river of pre cum ran down my thick shaft while another glob of clear fluid rose to the surface. The pre cum was enough lube to arouse me into a full erection. I massaged the fluid into my head until my shaft throbbed. The skill of prolonging my ejaculation was mastered with years of practice. Always a big shooter from my teenage years, I enhanced the volume of ejaculate through edging.. He’d escorted me back a few nights ago, stopping on the doorstep for a snog and a grope and was obviously hoping to take it a step further. Tempting as it sounded, I knocked him back. “Thanks, Steve, can I take a rain-check? I’m going to meet a couple of girlfriends after work.” His bottom lip pouted. I’d make it up to him another night. “You go, I’ll finish off down here,”,I said to him. He put on his jacket, said goodnight and took off. I locked the door behind him. There was just my two. His eyes were dark insistent pools, and they flashed as she fell into them. ‘Will you have a look at these photos with me?’ he said. ‘What about Despréaux?’ she asked, his thumb between her teeth. ‘The fire will wait.’ She gave back his thumb with a succulent pop, sank to her knees and hugged the arm of his chair. It felt good being that close. She longed to be against him, in his lap perhaps, but did he never tire of that coat? The photos were worn and faded, mostly black and white. Posing.