I did, and he grabbed my hair and pulled me in close to him for more kissing. I stopped stroking my cock and wrapped my arms around him, feeling up h...is fuzzy bearish body while grinding my cock against him.He pushed me away, “I want you to cum” he said “cum on my cock, boy”.“Yes Daddy, whatever you want” I took half a step back and began stroking furiously. Bill’s hands began roughly working my man tits. He was kneading them and squeezing my nipples with enough force that it was more. Wo boli, tum to ek dam nanga ho. Tum ne chaddhi bhi nahin pahani hai. Main to jan bujh kar bathroom se nanga hi bahar aaya tha lekin use dikhane ke liye maine apne hatho se apna lund dhak liya. Nilu boli kya hua, kyon chilla rahe the, tilchatta tha kya. Maine kaha haan. Wo bathroom mein gayi aur laut kar aayi to boli wahan to kuchh bhi nahin hai. Main uska haath pakad kar bathroom mein le jane laga to wo sharmati huyi mere saath bathroom mein gayi. Maine bathroom mein ke kone ki taraf ishara. The cheesy potato skins tasted magnificent, and there was plenty to go around. We laughed and played with our food as he went back and forth from cooking the salmon and making our chocolate dessert.By the time he finished cooking and we sat down to eat, my panties were soaked again. The salmon was soft and decadent, and the honey garlic glaze gave it a sweet and savory flavor. My taste buds drowned in textures and flavors as I ate the tart asparagus and tangy rice.We sat laughing and talking. One day, while visiting Sylvie at work, she mentions how she always wanted to see the Eiffel Tower. That Friday, when she phones me on her break, I asked her if she had a passport. She does. Most Canadians have one since the US decided to be assholes, playing the bully, and stop having a free and open border. In a time when borders are opening, they start acting like we are at war. I told Sylvie to be up early, and we would eat on the run Saturday for our date.I picked her up at 7 am. She never.