The final presentation of the pampered package didn't finally arrive downstairs until 10:45 p.m., when she announced that she was all ready to go!Pete...just smiled and tore the show tickets in half and scattered them on the marble floor of the entry way."The show is already over. Sorry, you're too late. I expect my dates to be punctual and on-time. This is the one and only time that I will ever wait for you to get ready to go out again. Words mean things, eight o'clock means eight o'clock .... ”We must’ve had a look of shock on our faces, because he laughed right at us. “Ah, it wasn’t her fault. Bloody tractor backfired. Didn’t even know she stood on me.”I grimaced, trying to picture it.“Anyway, we’ll leave you boys to it,” he said, handing a couple of dark-glassed crate bottles to Lucy, who walked over to put them by the stall. “That’s eight percent of pure appreciation.” He winked, just as Lucy had done, and I had wondered who had copied whom. “Be careful of those ones — they’re. On the way, the climate was little drizzling so it was cold and romantic. I and GF on the bike started cuddling each other and I was trying to touch her stomach and progress towards Boobs. Let me tell you one thing we have not had sex till now. So we approached hilltop and started walking it was damn cold and foggy. I was having a strong erection and was in the total mood to bang her then and there itself.We diverted our path towards some Bushy area. She was wearing a legging and kurta and I. I licked my lips slightly. My heart started pounding. “What would you do if I said I wanted to suck your cock?” I asked solemnly. He didn’t say a word. Instead his hands briskly formed alliance and he grabbed his buckle. I leaned over the gear box, biting my lower lip in anticipation as he swiftly unbuckled his belt and pants zipper, my eyes were tightly fixed on his hands and groin, his were most likely transfixed on my mouth. The metal buckle clicked open, he pulled his trousers open.