“Boiled potatoes with plenty of butter and salt, fresh smoked salmon which costs an arm and a leg out here mind you, and a topping of sour cream and... chives. You’re supposed to eat the salmon with a blob of cream. Try to go slow and savor it, and watch that you don’t burn your mouth. It’s still hot.”She used her fork to scoop up a dollop of sour cream, the little green pieces of diced chive standing out against the white paste, and then she speared a piece of pink salmon along with it. Jules. "Okay, you can apologize for that by paying for lunch. Let me go get my bag and I'll be ready to go."Her living room was medium sized, with all the small touches that clearly marked the house as Victorian. But that's where it ended. Noelle had decorated it in a style that clearly reflected her Egyptian heritage. There was a one-armed chaise covered in rich, blue velvet. A low, elaborately carved table held a beautiful enameled tea set on a dark wooden tray. On the other side of the table, there. "Hey, it's up to you. As for me, it feels great." Russ said as he threw a small blanket out on the ground and proceeded to lay down. "I love the feel of the air and wind across my body."As he positioned himself on the blanket, he started to rub his cock and stretch his balls. I could sense the blood was rushing to his loins because his nipples were hard now. My own cock was pulsing around a little. I figured if it was hard, it would look big to him.After a few minutes, I mustered up the courage. It feels great and I lift my bottom more. In and out glides your wet finger. I clutch my pillow as my excitement reaches new heights. As a moan escapes my lips, your excitement grows as well. You love the feel of my ass and can't wait to see your new toy in place."I am going to insert it now, sweetie. Just try to relax," you say, reassuring me.I, of course, tense up as soon as you say relax. You see my bottom clench and rub my cheeks to try to relax me again. You had lube on the side table and.