In the meantime, let the ingrate believe he was the superior man. Even the waiter knew the truth. ******* ‘…and you must let Bertie put you up for...membership! You will, won’t you Bertie?’ ‘Rather! You play croquet, Frances? The club’s lawns are excellent. No rowing teams for you, Allan, old boy. Too many damned feluccas and barges. Your father told me you almost made the Oxford rowing list?’ ‘Didn’t quite get my blue, Sir, but I did row for Christ Church during Eight’s Week. That was when I met. ..! Fucking your assshoooole!!" he gasped."Give it to her, boy!" His dad shouted from above my head. His hands came down and grabbed my legs, pulling them up and back against my chest, pulling my ass cheeks up off the table as Tony's cock speared in and out."Yeah! Yeah! Fuck her ass boy! Fuck her so hard she'll never sit down again!" He held my ankles up on either side of my head as I groaned in pain, my back breaking under the strain. Tony gasped with the effort of ramming his hips back and. I drag deep and exhale up and to the side. I'm blonde for you tonight and wearing a silk teddy, fishnets with garter belt and lace panties with pink lips, all in black. My first words are, "I've been waiting baby."I walk to you and offer you the smoke from my lips before gentle slipping my tongue into your mouth. One hand is caressing your cock through your trousers while the other toys with your nipple. I succeed in freeing your beautiful cock and use it to lead you to the couch I've set up. She's a bit shy, you know. Maybe you should work on her. She's going to sleep over tonight." I wouldn't know how to begin," he moaned. "I don't have a clue." Maybe I could teach you a few things," she said a bit wistfully, taking hold of his hand. "After all, we are pals." Kids," Emma called up the stairs."We're not kids any more, Mom," Melinda yelled back."Yes, that's my point. I'm going to spend the night with Grandma Horger. You two can take care of your own supper." Terry is sleeping over.