He'd ignored Dave's come-hither looks for many years and felt this wasn't the time to encourage him. Dave sighed, blew a kiss at Steve's wiggling butt...cks as he walked away before casting a look up the stairs. "I'll see you sometime soon." He promised, thinking of Frank's tasty cock before blowing another kiss and turning to open the door to walk gingerly back to his car."He's fuckin' hung ain't he?" Said Frank, soaping down Joe's chest under the steamy spray."Yeah." He agreed, returning the. I'm glad that you made that connection. A wimpy Shiraz with a dish this robust just wouldn't be the same. Another thing you can do is try leaving a small amount of meat in your mouth, on the back of your tongue, then you can sip a small amount of wine across it so the flavors combine. You'll get even more from both."I tried that and very much enjoyed the experience. The rest of the dinner went wonderfully. As I ate, I could feel the beef and the wine begin to affect me. I could also feel him. "I had a look in the bathroom. Everything's fine." You didn't get hard at all, did you?" she asked."No, hun," I replied. "Those fucking pills are still working. I wasn't hard at all." What did you dream about?" she inquired."I can't remember," I replied - a little too quickly. Even to me, it sounded lame, and I inwardly cringed."Don't lie to me, Michael," she said quietly. "Whatever you dreamed about made you so aroused that you were able to have a wet dream - even though you weren't hard. I. Her uniform consisted of a tight fitting white blouse, which was now almost see through, her green tie which hung only about three inches from her neck and a short figure hugging skirt. Debbie was only short herself at 52 but had an amazing body, which recently I couldnt stop looking at, her breasts were large for a young girl and she had one of the best bums Id seen for a long while. She walked into the house all guns blazing why didnt you pick me up? and Im soaked. It didnt help that I just.