He gave me a big smile and said "your wife will give me a heart attack if she's not careful, doesn't leave much to the imagination does she!" and walk...d off to the bar! I went back to the table and told Mrs O who said that he'd said the same to her as he passed but had added "Go on love, make an old man happy!" We were still laughing at his cheek when he came back past and gave us a both a big wink before heading back to his seat. I'd moved seats and was now next to Mrs O who was still. It’s me who loves you. I’m the one that loves you. I want to make love with you. I love you so much it hurts. But you make love with Harriett who can make love to as many people as she likes. I love you so much it hurts.’ ‘But it’s not what you think…’ Emma tried to explain. ‘Harriett’s just practising for her television program. Neither of us are lesbian, so it’s not the real thing.’ ‘So, if you’re not lesbian it’s all right is it?’ sobbed Charlotte. ‘So if you love someone you are made to. .?” I asked a bit timidly. I hoped the tone in my voice would not inspire annoyance in the older man. “Basically,” he breathed the word, but luckily, he just seemed to be disappointed by the thought of that outcome just like I was. “So we will have to go over some ground rules, of course,” he continued, voice stern, “What I like, what you like. See if they match up. And see if either of us is willing to step out of our… comfort zones.” He had a small grin on his lips as if he were thinking. But he denies me that also!She didn't attempt to lunge forward again, perhaps sensing he was too close to cumming and a break would be helpful. But she did tease him by blowing minty air onto his spongy crown from mere inches away. She felt naughty, knowing that she was prolonging his combined erotic agony and ecstasy.But that wasn't nearly enough for her. Her entire body was buzzing with sexual energy. She was frustrated beyond description.As she remained poised there on her knees, she thought.