I was thinking that I was just being hopeful that they may have a spark of sexual energy between them but then I would notice now and then how he look...d at her. We woke up Sunday hung over, but he was up and rearing to get back to making music with the wife. They went to the basement to practice and they were going to go back to the recording studio in the afternoon. After an hour or two they came up and my wife said that she was going to drive with the friend to the gas station and that he was. Normally she would sit cross-legged when just she and Nan chatted. Now, her having a visitor, she knew she shouldn’t sit that way. Instead, Jayne stretched legs straight in front of her and crossed them. This position wasn't exactly comfortable. Jayne could feel that Betty knew this.The three, Jayne, Nan, and the old man talked about all manner of things. The man joined in on the conversation, including Nan, in the discussion as if he and Nan were old friends. They talked for over an hour,. ’ After the words came out, she wanted to take them back. On the other hand, looking at him, tall and handsome, with those intense blue eyes, she wanted to see what it was like waking up next to him. Miles was a little taken aback by her forwardness. ‘Ana, let’s drink some of this fine wine. Then have something to eat. Then…’ Miles himself began feeling the glow from the wine. He suddenly heard the music. ‘What’s that?’ he asked. ‘Oh, its Miles Davis.’ ‘I thought so. Any reason?’ ‘No, its just. I had two fingers up a decidedly tight vagina, while my tongue and lips diddled her clit. She couldn't take anymore, and fell headfirst over the cliff into an orgasm. I took the opportunity to get undressed myself, and then proceeded to line myself up with her pussy. My modest dimensions, fairly average as far as the stats allegedly go, were soon buried deep inside of her. And she was steadily climbing towards her next peak.Once we were lying back, relaxing post-coital, I asked her, "what did.