Hesitatingly an elder lady in waiting at the doorstep asked him politely if she could ask him maybe a queer question.She is of the generation, some ye...r in the 70ies which doesn't dare to speak unasked for at an unknown gentleman.Writing this, is the third time I cry in ten minutes. Firstly the music. Secondly as result at a flash of million memories.Thirdly from this romantic short erotic encounter, like from a famous novel which won world wide amazing attention."Sir, You do look like Frits. “You are on”, he typed. “Give me a location or would you like me to suggest one and a day and time”.“I am available any time Mick, you decide for I am yours to manoeuvre”“Your profile told me your suburb. I know the shopping complex, you have only one and that is in Dawson street, there is a coffee shop in the complex called ‘Make mine hot’, I could meet you this coming Thursday, say two o’clock and if you are happy with the physical get together we make further plans to accommodate your. She said Why dont you make yourself comfortable. I stretched out on the bed and looked at these 3 lovely ladies wondering how this was going to work out. And I looked over the bodies of both Donna and Kathy, I couldnt help but think to myself, You know, Sherries got great tits but compared to these two her butts kind of big . . . Kathy said Thats better. Now you can suck on him while I sit on his face. She knelt on the bed and leaned down and started licking my nipples. Ill do to you what Id. She caresses my unshaven cheek, she touches my lower lip with a fingertip. I lick the bold digit and suck it into my mouth. She must like that, then she throws her arms around my neck - her cherry lips poised for a kiss I can't resist! Her lips taste salty and her tongue tastes sweet - and her warm breath fills me with red-hot desire! She rubs her whole lean body against mine like a cat, but then she suddenly looks up with a question mark in her eyes: »You, you don't want to undress me? I can.