“Would you like a drink,” she asked.“Sure. Whisky on the rocks. ”“On second thought, it’s valentines day, and both of us are lacking valen...ines for one reason or another. How about we have a another drink? “Yea.”“Alright, I’ll take a Kingfisher lager then. If it’s not a problem of course.”I must admit I went a little heavy on the beverages. Hey, it’s not like I was going to have another chance like this again. I mean, I’m not much of a believer in fate- but sometimes these things that happen-. I debated taking things into my own hands to make me last longer that evening. I definitely needed release. Instead, I turned the shower to cold but only for a moment and stepped out to dry. When I walked out of the bathroom, Amanda was waiting for me, well-oiled and still wearing the G-string, sort of hanging on the bed post.“Got a hot date tonight,” she asked.“I thought I’d show Kayla playing the cello. Is that hot enough?”“You won’t last long,” she said and stroked the bedpost. “I can help. His dick kept going in and out of my mouth until he gave a very loud moan and pushed his dick in my throat then I tasted something sticky and salty. His cock pulsated and shot cum deep in my mouth 6 times. I swallowed his cum while he was regaining composure for the mouth fuck he gave me.“Get up. Spread your legs” he said“Why?” I asked“I’m gonna fuck you that’s why”I immediately got up and spread my legs for him. He knelt and started licking my ass hole. Fuck it was hot. His tounge was a god. They'd left the restaurant as Ahmed took the girls to the theater in a private limousine. Alex, however, insisted on taking a cab, something that had also made Akilah smile, thinking his humility 'cute'. It was especially humorous since it meant sending the limousine which had been waiting for them home.Alex tried to get Akilah to open up on the ride, but she resisted, still conscious of the social mores of her homeland. She didn't want to speak openly in the presence of a strange male cab.