“Listen, I can see you’re busy. How about we carry on our chat over a drink when you finish tonight?” After a moment’s hesitation, she smiles ...nd replies, “Ok. I’ll see you in the basement bar at 12.” As she turns to walk off, I admire her pert little bum, in the tight black skirt she has on and feel a little stirring in my trousers… ----------------------------------------------------------------I sit nervously on a bar stool, wondering if she’ll show up. Its ten past midnight now, and I’m. They were only 42. Phil was 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighed 165 lbs. At 5 feet 8 inches tall, Betty was 130 lbs. They both maintained good eating habits. There was not an ounce of fat between both of them combined. Neither of them looked over 35. Their favorite workout was American Ninja Warrior style.They both worked very hard at their business. They had a housekeeper and cook that lived next door with her children. Phil and Betty did not want children. They could not see bringing children. But, at the same time, I was losing the battle of air. I wasn't gettingenough whenever she withdrew, and her thrusts we taking longer.Sue was still doing her magic, stroking my cock, and running her fingersin and out of my ass. I was growing light headed when Sue stoppedabruptly, pulling her two fingers out of my ass. It felt like she wastrying to put four back in, but I was almost to the point of faintingdue to oxygen deprevation due to Jessica's cock in my throat, so Iwasn't sure what was. I was going through the gift cards when I saw one bigger envelope that said “please only open in private.” My interest piqued I ran into my bedroom, closed the door and ripped open the envelope. It was from Helen. I pulled out a DVD. “Granny Norma loves young studs,” the title read. I then pulled out a card and opened it. It read:Gift certificate for a birthday party at my house with a few of your male friends and - one fuck.I was dumbfounded. I quickly texted Helen when the party would.