Carol had brought robes to them. Cathy gave them a friendly wave. Apparently, we were developing our own etiquette.I certainly took a moment to admire... Cathy, who apparently was spending more and more time with the custom leather store. She wore more and more leather, but not necessarily the stereotyped black. She looked amazing in chocolate and caramel tones, which picked up her dark red hair. She arrived with yet another flavor of color and texture, an oxblood vinyl trench coat.Carol looked at. Another unbelievable sensation in a day filled with them. Still holding my sac, she started to gently lick off the cream. Of course, my cock was different than a pie that just came out of the refrigerator. My body heat was causing the cream to melt and flow down between my legs, on my stomach, wherever. Les did a great job of trying to get it all but it was a loosing battle what with her giggling and the speed it was flowing. She finally picked up the cherry and make a big show of holding it. Some things I can work with. Very rough around the edges and there is a lot of polish we would need to add, but there is a possibility I can mould you into something.” Josette blinked a couple of times and her heart began thumping wildly in her chest. Did he say what she thought he said? Her hands closed together and she was about to jump up in glee when his next words stopped her in her tracks. “But if you want me to take you on, I’m going to need you to suck my cock.” His words seemed to echo. She asked about me, what I have studied, where do I live, what kinds of friends I have. After knowing her interest in me.we completed our dinner. I asked how she spends time, what her husband does etc. She seemed quite dissatisfied type as her husband was always busy with work. She said, “He keeps travelling a lot and mostly comes quite late to the house”. It appeared that she was not having good sexual relations with him. When she started talking freely with me, I tried to ask more about her,.