Oh, well, different strokes, and all." He fixed the drinks, making a Scotch and soda for himself.He offered a toast. "Well, Lana, cheers, and here's t... your success." He held his glass out toward her.She said, quite softly, with her wine glass poised in mid-air, "My success, Ken, will come to me tonight if you help me by... fucking the bejabbers out of me!" She clinked his glass. And, as she took a sip, she heard him audibly gulp. What fun.He took a sip of his Scotch, and said, looking at her. I always feigned being asleep at first, somehow I figured it made her feel more comfortable. I’d get hard in her hands and then she’d lean down. After a minute or two of quiet sucking she’d always start to moan, nothing too loud, just that noise you unknowingly make when eating something good. At this point I knew she was relaxed, and (even though she’d never admit it) enjoying herself. I could now sit up and watch, put my hand on the back of her head, make noises of my own, and say things like. It was an ensemble my girls would wear when trying to catch my attention. I thumbed back at the door. “It’s getting pretty chilly outside. Shouldn’t you put on something more?”Faith stared at me for a second with that same odd expression I saw yesterday. “I have a coat. I’ll be fine.”I wasn’t sure what to make of her shift in attitude. “It’s not just the cold you should worry about.”Faith smiled sweetly. “I appreciate your concern, but I’ve been doing this long enough to know how to take care. I opened my belt. She slid her hand in my jeans and got hold of my dick. I was aroused and my dick was erected. She started to stroke it . I can feel the pain . Slowly I took my hand and started to press her boobs through her shawl. We didn’t look Mariah at that time . For almost 10 min it was like this.Mariah was seeing what we were doing suddenly a man passed. Mariah kicked febis legs . We suddenly took a way our hands. I button up . We smiled at Mariah and smiled back after sometime febi.