I wondered what I had said."It was my grandmother's funeral" he replied."Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't know." No, it's not your fault. Not anyone's reall..., just part of life. I was just very close to her. I'm going to miss her a lot."I felt bad. Our wine arrived and the waiter poured some for each of us."My turn," Nick said now smiling a little again. "Are you in a relationship?" No, not anymore. We broke up about 3 months ago." I said, realising that he wanted to know about my personal life!. He responded, sliding the straps of my dress off my shoulders, exposing the tits he had been admiring and grasping them as we fucked each other’s mouths with our tongues.There was not enough space for me to kneel down and suck his cock but I slide his cock out and began wanking him, could he get any harder and I must admit he was all in proportion with a big cock with a bulbous head.He gasped as I grasped his meat and I felt him turn me around, slide my knicks down and as I stepped out of the. ‘Oh, I’m sorry, Michael, I didn’t realize that she was working tonight,’ Marlene’s mom apologetically replied. ‘It’s OK, Mom, I’ll take it off so you can talk to her,’ I said as I bent over and removed Misty’s harness. Misty raced over to Mrs. Cassidy, slapping her tail against the side of the sofa. ‘Hi, baby-girl, how is my precious puppy?’ I could hear Misty licking her face before the usual sound of the thump of her dropping onto the floor and raising her belly high into the air. ‘Oh, you. “OK, I get the feeling I missed another joke. In fact, half the time I am with you I get a feeling I am missing jokes. Will you clue me in please Bo?” I told her we were talking about a song, and they would probably be performing it next. Sure enough, when the lights went back on I heard that familiar guitar riff.“Now as you listen to the words, remember that this song was written in 1970,” I whispered, and they started singing. “Ball of Confusion” by The Temptations was a song I had loved for.