The following day was so slow, work seemed to last forever. I could hardly concentrate. My cock throbbing, I had to have 3 wanks just to get it to go ...own. After work I rushed home, had a long shower. Washing my 8" cock and now near empty balls vigorously before soaping up and fingering my ass a few times (just in case). I told my girlfriend I was going for a few drinks with a workmate (a guy I knew she didn't like so she wouldn't come), told my parents the same and not 2 wait up because I. Especially him.”Pattie nodded and said, “And that fucking Russian poet put an end to that. Vicky met him once and wouldn’t even kiss him.”Vicky frowned, “Dirty man, nasty expression like he’d fuck up anyone he didn’t fuck and fuck over anyone he did. Pattie and Callie going on about how he pronounced Russian so elegantly while he treated them so horribly made me glad I never studied the damn thing.”Callie said, “Yeah, I’m still pissed Pattie dragged me into that. Fucking Russian poets. Get a. He turned and looked at Sarah who looked like she had died and gone to heaven. He dumped their overnight bag onto the bed and hung up his suit for the next day up in the wardrobe. “Well this is rather posh, isn’t it baby?” Daniel said laughing. Sarah nodded, before going to have a look at the bathroom. It was huge! There was a bathtub and a shower cubicle. She went to have a further look at the tub and saw that it was a Jacuzzi jet one. “Come and have a drink Sarah. We have a mini-bar to. Komisch??berstunden? wo denn dachte ich .So gegen 20:45 erschien das Auto wieder?und Mutti stieg aus .Mitlehrweile standen? dort?noch ein paar ?ltere Frauen so ab 60 aufw?rts? Ihr Kleidunkstiel lie??? erkennen?was sie dort machten .Wie ich nach einigen Tagen? herausbekam war es dort ein Weit ausbekannter Stra?enstrich? alter undabgetakelter Nutten die f?r wenig Geld dort ihr Leistungen anboten? Mutti war gerade auf dem Bordstein angekommenda hielt schon wieder ein Auto neben ihr und es begann.