No, I’m just ready for a little quiet, a little downtime, a little intimate conversation.”At the word intimate, my heart skips a beat and I feel m...self warming a little, between my legs. You hold up the bottle of Chardonnay and tilt your head. I nod and hold my glass out. You fill mine about halfway and then your own. We both take a sip. You put your glass on the hearth.I feel you looking at me and I look down, then back up. You’re smiling.”You know that I’m very attracted to you, don’t you.”. She woke up at 8 came to my room and asked me for breakfast I said make whatever you like she smiled and left.She made bf I asked her to sit with me and have along she said no but I said I wont tell to my wife so she agreed.We talked a lot and she was so cool a person.I hold her hand and said I like you yasmin and kissed her hand she did not resist and gave a smile I went close to her and kissed her on lips and she responded like hell she was suck a hot kisser the we went to bedroom kissing. “Tell me about it! I am going to fuck her so hard…”, another one added.I was now nearing the kitchen, so hearing the men talking was a bit difficult. Still, I could make out a few words and phrases here and there from the more vocal men. Long story short, they were really thrilled. The ones that had fucked me during my first gangbang started telling the three new men about that time and how pleased they were. Paul, the host, was also saying something, but his lower deep voice was too difficult. Joe told me Patrick was an amateur fencer. I glanced to my future son-in-law and he was nowhere to be seen…mere seconds later a heavy metal display rack full of snack pastries came screeching across the floor like a speeding freight train full of Twinkies, Zingers and Ding-Dongs with Patrick as the caboose…talk about a sugar rush. Not to be left out I jumped aboard too ride the rails and pushing together we slammed the ‘fruit of the loom’ underpants showing against the counter and pushed the.