“Help yourself. I took the liberty of ordering for both of us. I know what you like.” She shot him a cheeky grin. It was true, though. She ordered...his lunch and sometimes dinner almost every day. She knew more about what he liked than probably anyone. They took their plates into the living room. The furnishings were modern, neat and spare with splashes of bold color. He followed her lead and sat on the overstuffed sectional in the middle of the room.They began to eat, making polite small talk. Above all, was the feeling of the cock as Marie slowly gyrated her hips, forcing the cock in and out of his ass. Everyone so often Marie reached around Paul to touch his breasts and her hands on his body were absolutely electric. “You are going to come without me ever touching your cock”, she challenged. He could hear the lighter snap as Marie lit a second cigarette, a sound that induced an almost Pavlovian reaction. He could feel himself get harder and start. But it didn’t hurt, it felt better than anything ever.Dave stopped working on Chloe’s nipple and switched over to nurse at her other, running his fingers down her body. He let his hand softly caress her soft belly, his fingertips slowly circling her belly button. He made wider and wider circles slowly down to the warm, wet, white juncture between her slender legs.Chloe was practically vibrating in Mr. Foster’s knowing fingers. He seemed to just know where to touch her, kiss her. He just seemed. Arjun inspected the ceiling and wall as a matter of course. He did not think that these stories were true.Minita was on the sofa looking pensively at the pattern on the tablecloth. Arjun sat by her side and took hold of her hand. She grasped it, and turned and smiled. "You must be tired," he said."I am, of course. But I am not sleepy," she said and giggled. "You?" I am not tired at all." He kissed her on the cheek. She turned her face to show the other cheek. He kissed that too. She pouted her.