'Hi there,' she said lighting her lovely face with a sweet smile.'Care for a drink,' he offered.'Hmm, why not,' she said coming into his house.He pour...d her a drink and offered it to her. 'Thanks for the drink,' she smiled.'I thought you needed it,' he said.She looked at him as if seeking an explanation.He said: 'You look exhausted and you had to climb the steps, so I thought you needed it.''Do I look exhausted?' she asked looking at herself and adjusting her hair.'No you look lovely, but your. In the light of my flashlight, the earrings were just as beautiful as I remembered. The woman in the gold looked back at me with her enormous eyes just as before, but I could swear that this time she had a smile that had not been there before! Probably just my imagination again I told myself. I turned one earring over and examined the back. There was a small peg on one side, and opposite it was a tiny bar with ridges on it. The workmanship on this artifact was amazing and I could tell by. He orders a martini, just like 007 would do. You order a mint julep. He takes the menu and orders for you both. This surprises you, but you go with it. He seems to have been paying attention during the telephone chats. He orders your favorite dish, smoked duck. You want to rush through dinner, but you force yourself to take your time. He orders cherries jubilee for dessert. You smile at the innocent thought of cherries. You eat your ice cream and cherries with brandy sauce. Finally it is time. The old man pulled a stool close to her smooth virginal pussy, and sat down, his face just inches from her shiny labia. This puzzled the horny imp. “How are you going to put your thing in me if you are sitting down?” she hardly finished her question before his tongue began lapping at her tiny slit. “Ooooohhhh! That feels sooooo good!” she reacted with glee. “Mmmmmmmmmmm! Mr. Brooks! Keep doing that! Lick my hot little pussy!” she implored, wiggling frantically under his now darting tongue. “OH.