She felt my hard cock through the fabric of my dark greyish pants.- Someones a bit excited? She said and grinded herself slowly on me.- Yes, of course... just look at you, I said and pulled my fingers through her blonde hair, well, shall we leave? I asked her and gave her a kiss.- Yes of course.We took a cab to a nice restaurant and walked in and took a seat in the corner of the restaurant, where we could be alone. A waitress came up and asked what we wanted, and we ordered our food as normal. . I checked she sent the pic to herself and thus giving her phone# to me. She looked cute in that pic, so innocent and happy. I had to delete it for safety.Meantime she hugged me again and we continued to cuddle on the sofa. I was very comfortable sitting with her amidst her body warmth and her sexy aroma. I felt very loved by her. It was like initial day of my marriage. Radika then slowly moved her left land on my dick over the shorts and started playing with her. It had become very common by. On Saturday afternoon I took the train from Philly up to New York. Clinton and Stacy met me at the station and whisked me to a large Brooklyn brownstone in a taxi."I don't believe it!" I exclaimed as soon as I walked in the door. "You actually film the show in here? There's the 360-degree mirror."The show's signature was a set of mirrors that gave you an all-around look at yourself. I was not looking forward to seeing myself in that. It's not that I was fat or anything. I'm a healthy 135, but. " Nice to meet you Jean let me take these up the stairs to your kitchen." Jean had on a sun dress and I sat down and watched her put away her grocery and she finally said "I really like to thank you. I make some mean bacon and dollar size pancakes. Maybe you come back tomorrow when I am not expecting my k**s to be home and we can chat over breakfast." I smiled and said "sure, that would be great." I went home and jerked off and went upstairs and shaved the rest of my private area to give Jean a.