“It’s a presentation at the Lancaster Hotel. A dinner and dance event, its a couple’s night and well… I needed someone to go with…” She di...n’t quite say that she didn’t have a boyfriend, but the pause filled in the blanks.“…I wanted to go; it’s my first time and, well…” She ran out of words, her embarrassment painfully obvious by the flush in her cheeks and her hands wringing just below the table top. He couldn’t miss her profound shyness and began to realise just how much this meeting was. Fran moved her hand to Ebony's tits, they were fucking perfect. She pulled her bra down, moved her head and enveloped her hard nipple in her mouth. Ebony moaned in pleasure. Then she pushed Fran onto the bed again, knelt down beside the bed and this time succeeding in taking her panties off. Fran's hot, wet cunt was ready for Ebony's tongue. Fran moaned as Ebony parted her legs and dived into her wetness. Her tongue was thrashing all over Fran's pussy, her fingers were playing with her hard. She doesn’t need to “see me” to have sex with her.I walked up to the back door just to give it a try and found it unlocked. Did she do that on purpose? Did she want to meet me tonight? My letter said I would follow up with more instructions if I saw the “Y” on the door. If she wanted instructions, I would give her instructions.I crept into the house and found some paper in one of her kitchen drawers. I tore the pepper into smaller pieces and started writing out instructions. Once I was. She got me into her, but couldn’t find a place for her legs. She tried spreading and sitting but that meant no stroking. She tried bending and pushing, which I liked, but she couldn’t see the TV. She finally bent her legs under her and rode me. I tried to rub her clit, but she pushed my hand away. ‘Too much.’ She stopped moving. ‘If you get all the way on the bed, I can do more.’ She hopped off. I scooted toward the pillows. ‘Not so far,’ she said. I moved down until my knees were draped over.