I don't want to get into much detail here as this is not the interesting part of the story, but I was soon naked, gently stroking my decently hard dic.... I was starting to get hot and I felt I needed something more, maybe a little bit of interaction, so I started skype, and looked like it was a lucky day because soon a nice looking buddy appeared. Quite soon, we started a chat. He was a nice Japanese guy. We've wanked together several times. I think it is important to say here that I've got a. So different from the others. We haven't known each other all that long, and it's hard to read whether you were playing tricks with me or..." Or speaking the truth?" I earnestly finished the thought he could not bring himself to utter. "Which would you prefer?"He did not answer, but merely shook his head.At last he brought himself to ask the inevitable question. “Have you really?”A little smile crept across my face and I felt rather like a cat must feel when toying with its living prey. I was. By the time they reached the restaurant she was ready to prance and preen for her master, the perfect trophy attesting to his manliness. He gave the keys to the valet and came around the car to open her door. Offering her his hand he helped lift her upright and placed her arm firmly within the crook of his. The walked slowly up to the maître d's stand and informed him that the Hill party of two was here for their reservation.Within seconds they were being escorted through the dark restaurant. Then he started slapping his dick on her chest and rubbing it between her breasts. Rebecca gave a deep moan of approval in response to the attention she was getting from Harrison. He squeezed her tits together around his dick and lubricated it by spitting on it. He was stroking eagerly back and forth and giving himself a lot of pleasure. I reached a hand under Rebecca and rubbed the rim of her arsehole. There was so much fluid down there, and my middle finger basically inserted itself without.