I see our mailman through our front door.He hands me the package. I thank him. He wishes me a nice day.Lunch can wait. First thing out of the box is a... nice letter from Alice Brand. She and her husband are nice people. Rich people. Filthy rich people. And nice people.“Z, Mel and I were thinking about you. We know you share a phone with your sister. You deserve to have one of your own. We put this phone on Mel’s business account. Your usage could not possibly come close to what Mel uses. Please. It was more than a welcome relief, as he stood and unbuckled his belt and drew down his flies. His cock was so hard, he sighed as the pressure was released. Emma rolled her tongue along her bottom lip slowly as she eased his boxers down. “Hmmm... you have such a nice hard cock Andy,” she said. Andy looked at her unable to take his eyes off her chest as she undid her bra. Her breasts were a good handful with rather puffy, pink nipples for a girl in her 20s. “Sit down Andy. I think you know what. I knew I was going to fuck that night.After walking about half the street we entered a pub. There were red sofas all over (in different levels) and at the center stage about 20 girls were dancing with only their bras and panties on them. The sexy looking waitress came and took our order for beer, while we were gazing with dropped jaws and looking at the girls slowly stripping. As the music went louder and the beer flowed my appetite for a good fuck increased ten folds.The dancers were taking. His sucking, kissing, biting went on for some more time. As requested he did not kissed much on my cheeks as the love marks can be visible. So he was enjoying my tummy and thighs and butts. After some time he got up took water and brought some thing. Oh god it must be honey I thought and lo it was… My husband does the same thing to me some time. He offered a glass of water to me and asked me to lie down. He wanted to apply some honey. “No I do not want this” I said but he did not listen and put.