I asked her what we should do with it and she lifted her legs in answer. I positioned my self and slowly sank all the way into her wet scorching cunt ...and just held her against the base until I was ready.As I slowly pulled back I heard her moan and I slammed back into her and repeated the rythm of slamming into her and slowly pulling back I had managed to bring her to a few orgasms before she begged me to fuck her in the ass. I pulled out of her and rolled her over and spread her sweet brown. . and I could go into my room to get something ... like a surprise...”“Oh yeah? That sounds sexy, Amb!” I grinned.“Yeah, I would get something that I would bring back for you to help me with ... something hard...”“Ooooh, yeah, I’ve got something hard for you, Baby!” I breathed.“Something that takes time to do properly...”“Oh yeah, Sis, good things always take time...”“Oh, they do, Baby, they do. This will probably take at least an hour. I’ll have a stick ... and a rubber ... and some sheets .... It's just that I don't feel that old fire anymore. I can't really see the percentage in working my fool head off for just myself." What about your children? Wouldn't you like to leave them a legacy?" I afraid that there was never any time to start a family. My wife had a successful business of her own and my business took me all over the world, so... Anyway, I guess it's good that we never had children. I wasn't much of a husband so God only knows how I would be as a father."Ann was sorry that. You just need to have an idea of pronunciation or for that matter listen to someone who knows what they are singing about.I made sure that I was addressing the song to the red-head who clearly enjoyed both the singing and the singer. Next, I sung ‘Che gelida manina’ from La Boheme. To my surprise and pleasure she then continued with ‘Sì, mi chiamano Mimì’ which follows it in the opera. By this stage the maitre’d is ecstatic because from a modestly full mid-day session the place is filling.