Gulping down the second glass of Jack, thoughts of Tiffany dance in my head. I pour another glass of Jack while I visualize her standing in front of m.... My cock is throbbing at the thought of fucking her mouth tomorrow. I squeeze more lotion in the palm of my hand and start stroking my shaft vigorously as I picture tomorrow. Within minutes my warm cream spews forth again.Taking my hand, I spread my cream over my shaft, scrotum and stomach. I gulp down the glass of Jack and sit there thinking of. Saturday finally came. I woke early and began to prepare our dinner for that evening. I had gone shopping and had everything I needed. I had also picked up a couple of bottles of wine, not knowing her preference I got one white and one red. I had decided to do everything so it could be served cold so I wouldn’t have to worry about cooking when I got there. I had decided I’d serve lox with cream cheese and chives, a Thai steak salad, some shrimp cocktail, rolls and some cheesecake. The biscuits are prepared, set in a small metal pan ready to bake as soon as a button is pressed. The carrots are steaming, a slight amount of garlic added to the water. The sausage is cooking in the skillet, bacon ready to take its place at a moment’s notice. The eggs are set aside, the final piece. I cut and dice the cheese, green chili, onion, and mushrooms, mixing them all in a bowel. Removing the sausage, I place some on two plates. As the bacon cooks, I crack open the eggs, pouring them. That night we do most of the boys can do together. It was an incredibly crazy night.I woke up the following morning, he was next to me in bed, our friend was lying on the couch. He just looks at me. The first thing he does is to ask if it was good. incredible. So I ask if he wants to go out and eat lusnya that day.we do. We'll meet a couple of times the next few weeks. It was an incredibly nice time. we ate, chatted, were in the cinema. After a time I invited him home, again to have sex. only.