It’s too late, Peter. Why–”“ ... I don’t know. I can’t see it’ll do any good.”“ ... You have? How long?”“ ... I’ll ask John. R...ng me in an hour.”John came from the kitchen to where Claire sat in the living room.“I heard,” he said, wiping his hands on a towel. “What do you need to ask me?”“It’s Peter,” she said, realising immediately that John knew that. She smiled and so did he: they were so attuned to each other. “He wants to come over and talk. Apparently his therapist thinks it will help. All were beautifully presented and immaculately turned out.After swift but careful deliberation, I stuck to my guns and stayed faithful to Elena. Money handed over, we were shown to our room. Ever the gentleman, I ushered – or, should I say, carried – her into our boudoir. She was quite a weighty lass and, with a sigh of relief, I lowered her on to the bed while the hostess popped the remnants of my coffee and a plate of Mars Celebrations on to the window shelf, sustenance for the adventure. I then inserted a finger in her ass and she let out a mild cry. I then inserted another finger and was finger fucking her ass.Then I made her lye on student’s desk on her back and as it was a low desk her cunt was in same line as my dick. . I then removed her tracks and t shirt and started massaging her boobs. They were soft and fair with light pink nipples. I started pinching her nipples and chewing them. They were nice a bit hard as they were erect. I sucked on her nipples and they were a bit. It was like a soft breeze blowing across them. He was driving me wild, teasing me. I loved it.He continued to hold my arms so that I could not grab him and pull him close. After several minutes of teasing me with his whisper like kisses on each nipple, his lips parted and surrounded them. I thought I would cum at that very moment. It felt so amazing. Any guilt I had about meeting Tony was gone. All I wanted now was for him to make wild passionate love to me.I closed my eyes and let Tony have.