‘Well all good service is personal…what other kind is there? ‘Come on, Ken’, replied Heather, ‘how do you think an expensive old fashioned s...ow like this stays viable. You must have noticed that all our specialist products designed specifically for highlighting and making our older ‘ladies’ look and feel sexy.In short we provide a discreet and private outlet where mature ladies feel safe – and satisfied -- to buy fashionable, sensuous garments and lingerie that flatter them. Also our service. He likes that. He likes to see me stroke myself and watch the creamy proof of my enjoyment as he nears his own climax. I can feel his thickness in me and it makes me harder. My pre-cum lubricates me as I masturbate... I'm in ecstasy, moaning loudly as I near the breaking point. Paul senses how close I am and grunts as he starts to go deep and hard.I can't take anymore and call out his name as I start to cum. I let go of my cock so that it's just Paul's hard deep thrusts that take me over the. Ken is fortunate.”She smiled, “Thank you.” She held the cup close to her chest. “I heard you two last night. That was some loving.”Laura’s eyes popped with what she heard. She almost split the hot chocolate on herself.“Reminded me of Jane and me.”She laughed nervously. He was adjusting his crotch as he crossed his legs to hide his bulge.The restaurant was closing for breakfast and the cleaning staff was getting ready to prepare for lunch.Laura finished her hot chocolate. Jim left his coffee on. As soon as the door banged shut after him, Miles opened his briefcase, put his paper away, and got up to move to the young womans row. He sat slowly and gently, not wanting to disturb the seat in case he woke her. He neednt have worried. Now that he was this close, he could smell alcohol on her sleeping breath. She was pale and blonde, her gently-curled hair spilling freely over her shoulders. Miles reached out, hardly daring to breathe, and tucked one of those curls behind an ear. He ran his.