Every joke also made her jiggle. A little more back rubbing one handed while we enjoyed the wine. After a while I had her leaning a little more forwar...d on her elbows and against my legs on the couch. (more wine?Yes)My hand now had very good access to all of her back and the front also from around behind. I would slowly rub her back and get a little toward the front, top to bottom while talking. She brought her arm down on my hand, not enough to stop me but to slow me down. While this was going. The guy reluctantly agreed, unzipped, and pulled out his cock. Les told us, “Damn, it was big, long and fat, and hard. He was uncut and had a fleshy hanging foreskin.”Leslie proceeded to jerk him off, sliding his foreskin back and forth over his massive glans. Leslie told him to announce his cumming, so it wouldn't spoil her dress. It took both hands but eventually the guy was gasping and thrusting into the sheath formed by Leslie's hands. He got over to one side just in time as the guy. She was now wearing a floor-length emerald green satin robe. She gave the timid Englishman an inviting smile."Please come in, Charles." The aroma of her Chanel perfume was almost overpowering as he slipped past her into the compartment. "I'm afraid we'll have to sit on the bed," she giggled as she moved to the adjoining bathroom. "Would you like me to fix you with a Mojito cocktail - it's the national drink of Cuba?" That would be delightful. But where on earth did you get the mint from?" I. She turned slightly at my touch, hoping her flinch would give me pause. I did not. Her sobs grew to shudders, although her tears lessened. I wanted my daughter's blessings on this day, and I would not be denied.I had trouble with the small, tight buttons on her blouse, but by the third one, it's difficulty lessened. I revealed the top of her bra and I continued. Already my youthful cock responded. I had to gulp mouthfuls of drool forming under my tongue. Her blouse fell fully open and I knew.