In the flickering candlelight, I could see her smoothly shaven pussy lips glistening darkly. She sat next to me as Donna resumed sucking my dick. In...and out, warm and cold. Sylvie stretched out on the shelf on her stomach, her tight butt spread.“Comment tu fais ca?” she whispered to Donna as she watched Donna’s lips slide up and down my rocket. “How do you do that?”“You don’t know how to suck a man’s cock?” Donna asked in surprise, continuing to stroke me slowly.“French boys like the ass,”. ”“I’m used to that, which is why I often have food sent up to mah room to eat when travellin’.”“So why go through all that you have done tonight to dine down here with me?”“Why not? I had a great day pretending being a normal person again for once, and I wanted a normal dinner date to round off the evening. Also—”“But this is hardly normal, Mary. You are a famous married woman and I am a complete unknown and a habitual bachelor.” I was starting to raise an eyebrow again, this time minus the. I said well hold on the the door for ballance and I'll roll them up your legs while you stand. I was able to get the seams dead straight that way. As I was hooking the stocking to the garters my cock started to try to get hard. I told my wife about it , she said stand up and let me see. The device was just big enough to hold my four inch boner. My wife laughted and said it's big enough to hold your hard on but my Maggie's husband soft cock. Any time she can make a comment on my lack of cock. I had his check ready, with an extra five hundred dollars. I asked him to seal the garage floor for the extra. He smiled and said, "That was part of the deal anyway. I'll seal it this afternoon. It will be dry by five. You'll like it. I'll seal it with a pure white sealer. Oil won't stain it and it's easy to wash."He left and I got ready to leave. The doorbell rang. From habit I looked out to see Sarah Perkins."Hi, Sarah, what brings you here?" The contractor who just completed some work for.