"Thank you," he said, "Can I offer you a drink, some wine perhaps?" "That would be nice, thank you," she smiled. He stepped into the kitchen and retur...ed a moment later with two glasses of red wine. He came over and sat next to her on the sofa, a comfortable space apart and clicked the remote to ignite the fireplace. They sat, enjoying their wine and talking. Chelsea was enjoying herself very much. The whole environment made her feel special, the wine, being in the Professors home, everything. "So," Spike went on. "We're both in need of a wingman." A what?" Bob looked confused."A wingman. A bro. A partner in crime," he explained unhelpfully. "Look, I'll take seconds. I mean, you're a decent looking bloke, so your seconds are probably a lot better than I could do on my own."A light switched on in Bob's head; he was talking about picking up girls! Bob almost laughed out loud at Spike's tragic misfortune to attach himself to the one person in the bar most able to repel a woman, any. She leaned forward and took my cock from the split front of my boxers and ran her thumb and forefinger up and down softly. “Oh, Baby. That’s really nice,” I whispered in her ear. “Shush!” Elaine cautioned me, “We can’t wake the baby, or let Karen know what we are doing in here.” “We may be in trouble then,” I shot my best Gary Cooper grin at her. “Roll over and lay on your stomach for me,” she said. “Anything to please a lady,”I replied, stretching out. She pulled my shirt over my head and. His eyes widened, like a wild animal that had just spied its prey. He watched her puffy pink nipple as it danced fluidly before him in response to the kneading he was still giving the breast. Then he leaned forward, took the nipple in to his mouth and eagerly suckled upon her.He suckled her intently for a good long time, lapping her nipple slowly with his tongue and tracing loops across the velvety skin of her areola. When he was done for the time being, he planted many slow, adoring kisses.
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