Only for coffee or lunch I told myself. Why were we then the stars of the porn movie I was playing in my mind, and a deliciously dirty one at that? We...did meet for lunch in this pokey Chinese, not such fine dining establishment, the only one open early enough to serve us lunch. Time flitted by, I felt totally at ease, we did not touch at all. Coffee was had somewhere else, we travelled with Imperial and on the way back to drop her, our hands touched, it felt so sweet. Just before I closed her. I lay there in anticipation waiting for him to arrive picturing all the things I wanted to do to him. I prefer black men, but have always been curious about Latin men. I was thrilled to learn he was Afro-Cuban and was excited to learn more about his culture. Little did I know that Latin lovers are passionate and creative in bed. I find myself wondering if all Latino men are, or it's just him.I heard my dog barking and tensed with excitement and fear as I heard him walking up the stairs. My. ” she said. Cautiously, the scientist hesitated a bit, before unzipping the trousers, and pulling his penis out, which was already erect. He wasn't stroking it hard, since the very sounds this woman was making had the potential to make him cum. He began licking her faster, while going right inside her pussy with his tongue. Cammy moaned as she felt his tongue on her pussy. “Ahhh…yeah that's it! Fuck yeah lick my pussy good!” she moaned to him. Trembling as he could sense the woman's excitement. In front of the screen facing the main entrance was a high desk about half the width of the hall, equipped with computer terminals like a hotel and with two smartly dressed female receptionists on duty. The only access to the rest of the house that Rachel could make out was by double doors in the screen on either side of the reception desk, but behind the screen she could see the upper flights of two broad staircases, each with a stairlift, leading to a glassed-in landing running round three.