We headed over to the “special” surprise I had planned, the carriage ride you had always talked about. As the horse drawn carriage pulled up, you ...once again covered your mouth laughing, and then turning to me kissing and hugging me. This time it shot a spark down to my cock, which had must have twitched enough to let you know he was awake and alive. You pulled back and rubbed a hand over my cock pushing against my pants as you smirked and let out a soft coo. I had to hold in a moan that I knew. “What time?” I asked.“How about 6?” she asked.“Okay,” I said. I trusted Cecilia. If she thought I was gonna go crazy, then I probably was.As soon as I hung up, I put in the order for dinner at a place that was along the way. Then I went back into the bedroom and packed as much as I could, figuring that I won’t want to come back here after my conversation with Cecilia. I tidied up, so it wouldn’t be obvious and then I went to pick up dinner. I wasn’t sure what they liked and I wasn’t sure I. ’ (black eye) ‘Can you do something for me?’ ‘Sure thing mate, what do you want?’ ‘Can you find my wallet in my back pocket, take some money and buy a slab of beer (box containing 24 375ml cans or bottles) and drop it into Dad, and let them know what has happened.’ ‘Are you sure that’s the right thing to do, I hear that he’s not too good.’ ‘You’re right about that, but he wants to go out happy, and he’s convinced that beer’s the very thing. Humour him in his last weeks, please?’ ‘For you mate,. He’s MINE. I get to play with him, right? “Only because there’s not enough light for you to see good.” Little giggle.“You ... you’re a beast.”“I’ve seen how you treat your beasts. I’ll settle for Pickles’ lifestyle.” I wiggled a little. “As long as I get this, too.”“I lay my riches at your feet, my queen,” he said.“Don’t say that. Remember, I looked. You actually HAVE riches.”“Now I have somebody to share them with.”I slid off him, molded myself to his side. “I love you, Josh.”We went back to.