They had to wait for the strange little man to come over and talk about wallpaper and paint colors so Susan made coffee and didn’t ask any question ...s much as she wanted to.Cindy was getting herself together and when Susan did her impression of the decorator right down to his walk and accent they both started laughing hysterically.I can only imagine Susan with her perfect body and large,firm breasts,trying to act like a man.Even a flamboyantly gay one! Soon Cindy volunteered to explain why she. He came back and started to suck me more but this time he started to play with my ass. I liked the feel of it. Then he pulled me down to the edge of the chair and started to lick my ass. I had never had that done before. I figured out by now that he wanted to fuck me and I kinda liked the idea. He stood up and put some of the lube on my ass and some on his cock. Then he got between my legs and lifted them into the air. I told him to be carefull as this was my first time. He told me not to worry. ” Layla said as she let her knees drift apart letting her pussy get some air.Layla stayed like that for the whole journey, even when people were getting off before our stop. All those people had to do was glance to their right and they would have got an eyeful. It wasn’t the older people who looked, I guess that they were more concerned about going down the 3 steps without falling, it was the younger, males that looked. Watching them looking at my girlfriend’s pussy was getting me aroused. As the Cajun comedian-chef Justin Wilson always said, ‘the right wine to serve with any dish is your favorite’, so red it was and she didn’t complain. I had no complaints about the dinner either.We did our best with the conversation over the meal, but frankly it was noticeably stilted. We were both rather shy and independent types of people and when our hands almost met together reaching for the wine bottle in between us, she jerked her arm back probably rather more forcefully and abruptly than.