He's just a really nice guy who's becoming a good friend, and I'm lucky to have met him because good friends are hard to come by these days."When lunc... time came, Bonnie thought of Shelly and Liz waiting for her across the street at the cafe'. She didn't know what she was going to tell them about not being there on Friday. But she found that she was looking forward to seeing them again in spite of it."Well there's our missing friend," said Shelly loudly, when Bonnie came into the cafe'."So. Instead, she took the tube to South Kensington, walked the few blocks to Cromwell Road and had lunch at the restaurant in the V&A. The food was good there, and she could find a quiet corner.Eating her salad, a man's voice interrupted her wandering thoughts."May I sit here?" he asked."Of course," Helen replied. He was round and well dressed, not unattractive and, thankfully, quiet and pleasant. They ate without much conversation. Helen sipped her wine and began to realize what was bothering her.. I looked down even further noticing a massive bulge in his spandex shorts. He chucked and knelt beside me. “You are not breathing right, ” he said. “You are breathing from here,”He placed his hand on my chest. His massive hand was pressing into both of my breast as I let out a slight gasp. I was shocked by his actions but I couldn’t bring my self to protest. “You need to be breathing from here,” he said as his hand slid down bare torso and resting on my abdomen. I looked over at Lindsay as she. ’ Then she gently started to go back and forth on my cock. I wanted to feel her tits, and she noticed as I moved my hands. ‘Wait,’ she said, then she undid her blouse and the front fastening bra, and opened her blouse wider. I reached up and squeezed her tits and rubbed her nipples while she was grinding herself hard and harder on my cock. Her tits were getting blacker and blacker from my oily hands but she didn’t care. She was moving faster and faster on my cock, and I knew I was going to cum..