’ ‘All right, well, there are no peanuts before, so we shan’t have to worry about that…mental issues or neurological disorders?’ ‘I…do...’t know.’ ‘Okay, we can explore that some more later on. ‘Any diseases, hereditary, physical or STD-related?’ ‘God, I hope not.’ ‘I’ll take that as a no. How’s your appetite?’ ‘Normal.’ ‘Eating habits?’ ‘Well, I mean, I’ve been eating alone since…y’know…but otherwise, normal.’ ‘Got it. How much did you sleep last night?’ ‘Oh…nine hours, probably?’ . He sat in the other chair and took the wine. "Here's to this day finally arriving, and to the pleasure of meeting someone as beautiful as you." The wine felt warm in Gene's throat and went from his stomach right to his head.They spent the rest of the afternoon talking as if they were the best of friends, which after all the time they had spent together on the phone or in private chat rooms, they really were. Alyssa laughed at Gene's jokes, but all this time their eyes never parted, only. He only thought of sticking his dick inside this hot older woman. He eased in more and the head came in contact with her pussy for the first time. It was electric and they both shared the sensation together. Vickie reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck gently pulling him closer to her mouth. They passionately kissed again as his eighteen year old cock sunk deeper in the depths of her forty-five year old pussy. Once he was full inserted, she raised her knees towards her chest to allow. The sirens were off. Standing all around the street were policemen and policewomen. I noticed also a bunch of people carrying cameras. They must have been journalists. A van appeared and a bunch of men wearing thick body armor walked out. Each of them carried a rifle. A tall man wearing a trench coat saw Lily and me walking on the road. He approached us."Where have you just been?" he asked."I was just down there," I said."Are you Keith?" Yes, that's me."The man shook my hand. "My name's John.