Is it a minivan?" I asked."No, it's a small suv," he replied."So Sylvia, I have had all the party I can stand. If you want to stay, I expect Peter wil... give you a lift home. Won't you Peter?" I asked."God, I would love to," he said."I mean no disrespect, but I think I'm gonna take that ride home with Maxine," she said. I was a little surprised. "I have had a long day as well." Then Peter it looks like the party is over. I will see you at 9AM sharp at my place," I said. He nodded.In the car. 'I have a class onFriday sir.''You will be home by then Markboy. What are your limits boy? What thingsam I not allowed to do to you?'I thought about it. I trusted him not to do anything rough without warningme. 'I don't want to get fucked sir. And nothing gross I guess?''I respect that. You can cum one more time as long as you do it in thenext 5 minutes. After that, do not cum until we meet.'It was only Monday! 'Three days sir? That's the longest I've gone ever!''I thought you wanted to. This was a place where private, naughty things happened. Eric’s cock was already aching, too. He couldn’t even try to hide the massive bulge that poked out to one side of his jeans. Rose, for her part, was practically drenched. “Looks like someone’s ready,” Violet teased, eyeing Eric’s crotch. Rose and Eric looked at each other. Rose reached her hand out to touch his bulge. Both of them were shaking now, nearly overcome with anticipation. A slow, heavy and dark Massive Attack song began. ” She led Daniel down the hall, past a kitchen outfitted with granite countertops and high-end appliances. “Your mother didn’t cook much, but she liked the best,” Jennifer said, watching Daniel look around the room. “She hated cooking,” Daniel said. “Growing up, we always had Thanksgiving dinner at someone else’s house and Chinese food on Christmas.” “C’mon, let me show you the rest,” Jennifer said, grabbing his hand this time as she led him down the end of the hall. Her hand was soft and warm.