.. and the feeling was just ... just so much.”“I did notice,” said Jake dryly.After she left Jake contemplated the sisters’ differences. Victo...ia, so outgoing and daring was the one who needed cuddles and gentle treatment, and Caroline, who was more measured and thoughtful, was a tigress in bed. ‘Vive la difference!’ he thought as he drifted off to sleep.The next morning the three of them arrived at work at seven o’clock which would generally be their normal starting time. Over the next few. . because it's true" I assured her, gently stroking the sensitive skin under her breasts with knowing fingers as my palms held them, bending slightly and using my knees to push her thighs apart as I slid my erection along the soft lips of her pussy, parting them to feel the heat of her sex becoming slick with desire while I rocked her soothingly from side to side."This isn't a sympathy fuck Tracy" I said, looking into the reflected glory of those shining green eyes as I felt her responding. "I. His cock was big. I would guess, around 8 inches at least, and hetoo had foreskin. I sucked it hungrily hoping I wouldn't cum too soon. Hisgrunts were the urgent grunts of a horny drunk who knows his staying powermay be limited due to his condition. He hammered his cock home making mebaulk."C'mon you bastard you managed all of it last night. Let's hope your arseis more willing."That raised my eyebrows! Being fucked was something I had never thoughtof. The trouble is, I was in too deep (so to. And thank you for it, by the way.”Disappointed, he stood up and very politely nodded, “Oh, sure, well, it was nice talking to you.” He smiled that easy, confident smile, then touched my wrist just very lightly and turned back to his end of the bar. Our eyes met once again at a distance.The music was recorded and was Sinatra singing. “In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning” very softly in the background. You could almost imagine him singing it right there in this beautiful, rich bar. He always.