I quickly nodded. “Haven’t eaten since breakfast,” I admitted, “I was going to snatch something at the mall.” “We’ll fetch something qui...k from the kitchen, you can eat while we get you ready. It’s right through here.” The kitchen was small, but it was bright, clean and functional. Deborah’s eyes roamed over the fridge, but then the corner of her mouth quirked upwards and she picked up a banana from a fruit bowl on the counter. “That’ll do.” I could only traipse after her when she marched back. " He laughs softly and responds, "You think?" I open his pants and watch in wonder as his beautiful cock springs free of its confines. I wrap my hand around him and slowly move it up and down his length, feeling how smooth and hard he is. In my mind, I see myself dropping to my knees in front of him, looking up into his beautiful eyes as I slowly swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock, tasting him, running my tongue through the slit, enjoying how that brings just a drop of precum out of. Bob just lay back, closed his eyes, and groaned occasionally. I knew that this was going to be good. ‘That’s fantastic, love. SO Sexy!’ I assured her. ‘I’m surprised he hasn’t cum yet.’ ‘He already came once,’ she said softly, ‘and it usually takes him a while to do it again so soon.’ Her voice was soft and a little hesitant, but her husky tone told me that SHE hadn’t managed to cum yet. Perfect. ‘You just keep that up, gorgeous, and he will, believe me.’ I noticed that the car had a bench seat. - so you are ... what ... no its must be a mistake ... building one.She looks at me in amazement.- but who are you, Paul .. Only seven people live in building one ...- my name is Paul Douglas ... My father worked in real estate.Her eyes widen and her mouth opens.- are you waiting, are you roger douglas the real estate agent who owns half of the buildings in america- yes ... Finally belonged he died this summer with my mother in a car accident so all belongs to me now.She looks down a bit.- oh.