I led her upstairs, directed her to sit on the end of her bed. She started to suck my messy cock clean."Hmm such a lovely tasting cum you have.I am so...happy with this arrangement. By the way i cancelled my subscription to the dating site when you were on your way over, i found my partner in crime".Her sucking of my cock lasted longer this time as i had already had cum twice within the hour. Last time i was just sitting there while Judy did all the work so it was time for me to repay the favour.. It was the original from the Cherry St. Tavern in Philadelphia. Twenty-five years ago I used to stop in there on my way to the Art Museum. I always wanted a bar like that, now I have it. I’ve been lucky. I know. All the drinks are served in antique glasses, and made with antique cocktail shakers, even the bottle pourers are antique, I’ve collected them all of my life. Every night of the week features a different form of music, from Dixieland to Swing, from Jazz to Rock and Roll. I try to start. There was a long awkward moment where nothing happened. Eric was worried he'd outsmarted himself, but had he opened his eyes he would have see the smile on Kate's face as she undressed. Then he heard her ask,"Eric....are you asleep Eric?"He lay there motionless waiting to see what Kate was going to do. He felt the bed sink, and then Kate's fingers running over his cock sending amazing feelings though his body. Damn she had a great touch as she moved her fingertips up and down his thickening. I greedily ate what smelled good, and sat back on the bedding, holding my stick for comfort. The lack of conversation from my captor/savior, and the fact that I was getting very cold, made me decide it was time to try and sleep. As I burrowed into the leaves for warmth, he finally moved. He slowly moved toward me, ignoring my threatening stick, and my words to stay back. He crouched a couple of feet away from me, barely visible in the dark, and stayed there, until it was obvious he was.