How about a bit of practice?” He said to me. “You are gonna be very busy on Thursday night, you can start by carrying that tray with one hand. Tak... it over to Bernie, hold it about shoulder height with your hand fully underneath the tray, and make sure to wiggle that ass when you walk.” I was just about to try, but he wasn’t finished. “Then, bend over in front of her, give her a nice smile , make eye contact and pretend you are putting a drink on her table “ Bernie had gone to the other side of. Of course though, after about 20-25 minutes, I reached my limit. There's only so much pleasure a person can take. Some years after that, when someone tried to pin me down to get me to describe the feeling, the only thing I could think of that comes close is: try to imagine a time when you had to urgently go to the toilet to move your bowels, or, alternatively, when you were full with an big enema. You had to desperately hold it in, and were going crazy doing so. Finally, you get to the commode. Selina shook my hand and gave me a very big smile however there was something odd behind that smile. And then you have Rob, her husband.During the lunch Marise had introduced me as a friend from work. I think she was rather embarrass that a 57yr old lady was seeing a 25yr man. As the conversation continue I later found out that Selina was a private tutor for Spanish. As I had been to Spain previously, I started talking with Selina is Spanish. Marise thought it was great fun, however I could see. She had medium size Areolas which were pink. We then started smooching and after 15 min I invited her to my shack. We then covered up and went. Since both of us had a swim we went for a shower together. We removed our clothes and enjoyed the water hit our body. She bent down and kissed my dick and I reciprocated by kissing her pussy. We hugged, kissed, scrubbed each other bathed and went to the room. We then lay down nude chatting in monosyllables as she knew very little English and I did not.