After a while they both came downstairs. We were drinking coffee, but they saw the fast-food remains on the kitchen table.The young man, all of 6-4, s...id his goodbyes, kissed my daughter on the cheek, and hurried out the front door.>>Later that night I was in the basement working on my computer. I've never let it be known, but the stove pipes leading to the furnace carry sound from a vent right under the kitchen table -- and my wife and daughter were apparently seated at the table.To my wife's. He looked even more handsome than the first time I met him. We ate dinner, kissing each other every once in a while and holding hands under the table. As I put my hand on his lap I noticed a nice bulge growing in his pants. When dinner was over we went downstairs to the basement where they had a couch that he had conveniently turned into a bed. We put in a video, but it wasn’t worth it, because as soon as we sat down on the bed we looked at each other and started to kiss. He was the best. She sank into him feeling his substance intoxicated by his essence. ‘You look so good babe,’ he said and inhaled the salty air infused with her heady natural perfume.’ You ready for this, it’s our last night here.’ He whispered in her ear, his mouth laid kisses down her neck, eliciting a small shudder of thrill. She didn’t speak just yet, instead to answer him, let her fingers explore his bare chest, and down his to his mid-section. She tilted back her head, waiting for the fiery kisses she. She can be considered more vanilla in a lot of the things we do, including bedroom activity. That is not to say our sex-life is boring, far from it. She has always been shy of using toys, something I on the other hand think would add volumes to our activities. For our upcoming anniversary, we had been looking online for some lingerie to mark the occasion. We had plenty already but we enjoy getting new things. On the particular site we were looking on there was a deal to get a free vibrator with.