I smiled and walked my fingertips up the buttons, then flicked the top one open. The one below it popped apart, too, from the weight of my breasts. No... surprisingly, our water glasses were filled frequently from then on. A bottle of wine accompanied our steaks, and afterward, Mason pinned me playfully against the side of the car, got me all hot, and then let me slip into the passenger seat.We drove to the outskirts of town and I began to think about what Mason might want for his present, once. She leaned over and kissed me deeply, then seductively whispered in my ear, “The next time I kiss you will be after I suck another guy’s cock and swallow his cum.” With that, she headed to the bathroom to reapply her cock-sucking red lipstick. My dick was rock hard. Jenny returned and went directly to the bar. She sat next to a smartly dressed 50-ish guy in a suit with his tie loosened. He bought her a drink. After several minutes, Jenny left her seat and the guy. Looking back towards me, she. "Hey, did you feel that?" I asked"Yes!" she said excitedly. "Is that what I think it is?" Yup, that was one of your babies moving," I replied. "Haven't you felt it before?" Oh, this is so cool!" she said with pure joy in her voice. "And, yes, I think I may have felt something for the last couple of days, but I wasn't sure what it was." It makes it all much more real, doesn't it?" I asked."Sure does. Oh, I'm so glad you got to feel it too," she said."Me too, sweetheart, me to," I replied.. “Bring my bag up for me please” she said, which I did, hoping there would be somebody there with a decent tip for me. On the way up in the lift she said what a real bummer this tour was as she was on her own for the 3 days in London. Fuck it, no tip likely here then but it was partly my job to see her safely to her room. “Can I get you anything?” she asked as we went in and I said I was OK so she asked me to hang on for a second and disappeared into another room.A few minutes later she emerged.