I was helping her in the kitchen, making a salad, when she excused herself for a minute. I found a post-it pad and a pen, wrote a note and placed it n...xt to the salad bowl in the fridge. The starters – avocado vinaigrette - were already on the table in the cold, pretty dining room, so I went and sat down, taking two wine glasses and a bottle of a nice fruity white wine, Viognier, with me. Carol joined me at the table and we chatted about music and how out of touch we both were with the new. S- boy hu to koi problemC- boys se dosti me koi burai to nahi hai par sirf dosti or vo bhi jab pata ho ki samne wala boy ho . As yaar anmulle film ka ek dialogue hai “veera nal sardari taa ho sakdi aa par love ni ho sakda” kyonki mai tempotape da banda ni.S- hehhehehehehhehehehhehehehhehehhehe u r so funny and filmyC- hahhah thanks filmy to hu par only comedy type ka .S- ok or kya kya sohounk hai janab kC- bas ji shyri padhna gane sunna cricket badminton khelna or masti.S – kis type ki masti. "Jeffery, can you arrange a backup car for Sharon and Kathy?" She asked the driver."It's already done Miss Cathy, and I've instructions not to stop for anything! So please buckle up!" Jeffery said as he touched a button on the dashboard. A flashing light came on.As the car moved off from the school they came to traffic lights which quickly went from red to green, the car quickly moved away and picked up speed, as they came to another set of lights they also changed to green, going back to red. After a bit of moaning, I eased his shorts down, freeing his cock.A couple of thoughts hit me. First, it looked very nice. God enough to eat, ha ha. But he’d asked me not to suck on him.Second, he was quite hairy, and his balls were pretty good sized.Lastly, he was fucking huge. For fuck’s sake, if he’d tried to fuck me, I’d ’a been ripped apart. I need to re-think my stretching, not that I intended to get fucked ever, but in case the worst happened, and I was assaulted, over powered, who.