She went back to gazing out over the crashing waves, suddenly she felt a presence. She looked up and there stood the man from across the room. He was ...all, probably over 6′, quite sexy with his dark hair and smoldering eyes. She sat frozen then found herself and asked him to join her. ‘Thank you for the drink, I’m Jo,’ she said. ‘You’re welcome. I’m Ty nice to meet you Jo,’ he replied. Momentary silence fell over them, they laughed at the aquardness. Both were used to dealing with people all. Also, she was curious about how the massage is done and stuff which I didn’t reveal and just told to have it as surprise. I already had my massage oil and stuff which I carried as it was planned to move directly to her place. We started to her place after a good chat for 2hrs.As I entered her flat with was 20 min away from the coffee shop. I was amazed to see good interiors and that showed her taste how she keeps things sorted. I asked her to have a nice bath to freshen up and meanwhile I. It was very fucking hot and I rubbed my cock through my skirt. Two minutes later a tall guy with white painter's pants stepped over, stood next to me a moment, and pulled his cock out from under his t-shirt. It was nice and I saw the gleam of his pre-cum as he slow-stroked himself. Neither of us said anything, I stepped forward, turned, kneeled, and replaced his hand with mine, and sucked him. He was about eight inches, cut, and meaty- German perhaps? He was exactly what I needed. I stood in. When I was eight, she and Dad took us to the Meadowlands for the State Fair. I think it was Mom's first time, because she wanted to try everything. I was a third grader going, "This ain't nuttin'.", but it didn't dampen her enthusiasm. Mom has this incredible ability to live in the moment.Anyway, you see the pictures, maybe some video from YouTube, but everyone says you had to be at the wedding fair to believe it. God knows enough people were there—and enough reporters covering them.Saturday.