In fact, all I remembered was a portrait picture and some generic stats. I wanted something to drink and Steve asked if I would like some wine. Thinki...g I would just order a glass, I quickly looked over the menu and ordered something familiar. With a grin, he told the waiter to bring a bottle. We talked about wine and he was impressed with the fact I love good wine. The staff were nice and they seemed to know him. It was nice to be stimulated by a conversation instead of just talking sex, sex,. Anyway as a result of R bringing a mate wth him they decided to stay in, listen to some reggae and have a drink. basically they all had quite a lot to drink and some of the dancing was a bit raunchy. M tells me that at one point she felt more than one hand up her skirt, she tried to let R know that B might be taking advantage bit but she said R either didnt understand or wasnt bothered. It was only a couple of times that B groped her so she let it go not wanting to create a scene or spoil the. She didn’t stop and kept liking and sucking all the cum and drank it greedily. I had been finished completely. She stood in front of me with cum dripping from her mouth. Then she started stroking my cock till it was erect again. She squeezed it in between her breasts and stroked it again but this time before I could cum, I got up caught hold of her and tied her arms to the railings of the bed with nylon ropes available nearby. Then I took off her skirt and then her panties and tied her legs. Then, without thinking, I typed, ‘I love you. Have a good night and great dreams.’ Then, just as I hit the SEND button, I froze. But it was too late. I had sent my own declaration of love. And after a moment of panic, I realized it was true. I had fallen in love with the woman portrayed in our conversations, a woman less than half my age. I had broken the rules. I had no idea what she looked like, but I already knew so much about her that I was clearly in love with what she had allowed me to.