Rochelle lit my cigarette for me and I served an after dinner drink.I studied Rochelle a beautiful woman of 5.9" in a beautifully tailoredskirt suit ...ith satin blouse. Matching 3" heels and beautifull coiffedchestnut brown hair. Her makeup was perfect using subtle shades. Heremerald earings peeked through her curly hair and her French manicurednails were not overly long. She looked every bit the professionalwoman.We were polar opposites. Me with my bright blonde overly teased hair mysuper. Pedro was strutting along like a bow-legged Bantam Rooster as Rosalinda towered over him by at least a foot. I had to shake my head in wonder at the way love worked.It was almost noon by the time I had Pedro back on the street. It was too late to go back to my office and too early to go home. Instead, I decided to try to track down Burton Toliver for a little chat.I arrived at the Gold Nugget at twelve-thirty and the joint was practically empty. I snagged a cup of rancid coffee from the barman. They both began to gently stroke each other's cock. Cleo felt her nipples becoming even more sensitive, and her now wet pussy was dripping fluid down her smooth young thighs.Instinctively, Jordan began to bend her knees, and assume a position so that she could begin sucking on Cleo's cock. Jordan bent toward it and began kissing the head with her full lips. "Uh, uh, uh," chided Cleo. "I want to suck you off first Jordan. Then you can return the favor." Okay. Twist my arm, Cleo." Jordan. We walk inside his house and my cousin is there. I can't even explain how disappointed I was, but I couldn't show it. He hands me a beer and we sit on the couch in the living room. My uncle was asking my cousin about work because he thought he was scheduled to work that day. Apparently he had swapped shifts with a coworker. My uncle Joe kept asking him if he didn't have anything to, then suggesting he goes and gets himself something to eat. It's now obvious to me what the beer was for and what.