Yes, that was the man she kept seeing during these episodes, but what next?Walter stood there, completely at ease, waiting for her to formulate her qu...stion. He had no reason to cause problems for her, she was just the closest good-looking woman to his apartment, so she got selected."I, I, did you, have you..." she trailed off, not knowing what to say, but needing to get to the bottom of it to save her sanity. "May I come in?" she finally managed, knowing that Max would be away for several more. "They talked movies, mostly Hollywood, particularly Douglas Sirk and "Written on the Wind," which had been the starting point being such a campy movie and starring Rock Hudson. Joseph was surprised when Jordan told him about his love of Godard and Truffaut and the French New Wave, which led the conversation to the American film noir of the forties and fifties, a topic Jordan was unfamiliar with.After the long slow walk, they arrived at Jordan's house, an older, rundown one story home. Jordan. I opened my legs as he lowered his open mouth onto my rock solid hard cock. As I expected, it didn’t matter he was a novice – because it was a fabulous feeling. I felt his warm, wet lips lock in position around the top half of my dick. He began to suck and bob his head. It was amazing. Such a nice feeling. I began to show my pleasure through my breathing and body language. I could feel his tongue licking around my salty chipolata too. He seemed to enjoy sucking me off. He was getting really. Ohhh yeahhh. Come over me, I want you to brutally squeeze my boobs and suck all the nectar from my lips. Kiss me Ankit. I am all yours. Don’t stop. Keep digging in. Fuck me hard..make your bitch moan in pain with your big thick cock.”After 15 mins. in missionary position they switched to spoon position. I was all in front of me. Ankit with hand holding her boob and with the other spanking her like she is a whore. The sound of spanking was so loud and even louder was Priyanka’s moan. She was.