I spent few mins there and started back. I could see in her eyes that we both liked each other. The funniest thing what happened was, she had kept the...main door open. Later she told me that the reason for doing so is that she can run out of the house and can make noise if the person whom she is meeting for the first time behaves cranky. We both laughed at it so much later on the phone and for which she said sorry also. I appreciated her lateral thinking for practicing safety.With growing phone. Out of the corner of her eye she noted that he was dressed in smart attire, his light blue shirt casually opened at the collar. Interrupted from her sultry thoughts, a glass of pink champagne was delivered to her side and she was informed that it was compliments of the man in question."Sorry, I don't mean to leave you out there, Fabio has invited us to a party in the penthouse suite, would you like to go?" Questioned her friend, face flushed with excitement. "Of course, if you don't that's. ” His long pause before the word son gave me some concern. It was like he was trying to remember the gender of his child. I knew this was silly as he was probably just tired and hungry, his proposal seemed reasonable, and at least he wouldn’t know where I lived. “Okay, let’s go,” I said. I followed him to one of the nicest hotels in town, parked my car, and let him take me to a nice, secluded, romantic restaurant I had never seen before. This wasn’t that big of a surprise as I couldn’t afford. We were all naked as usual, and as I watched she started to play with uncle Peter's cock, getting him erect, as he lay full length on the couch, his head on her lap, his eyes closed as if sleeping, 'He is dreaming', she whispered, as I watched her hand move up and down on Peter's cock.'He is think about you', she said quietly and seductively, which gave me a strange feeling and a queasiness in my stomach, the same I felt when sucking those men.'He want's to fuck you', she said throatily,.