It was then an emergency call came in from the medical centre. Xilla informed me that there was an emergency my cure was needed for and could I come s...traight away.“I’ll be down soon,” I replied and signed off. “Sorry, Kirim. They only ask if it’s urgent.”“I understand, Dave. I’ll come with you if you like?”“Only if you’re OK with what’s going to happen,” I replied, looking worried.“I ... don’t know, but if we’re to go further, I do need to do it to find out.”“Right,” I nodded nervously and. I was moving about and sighing as I laid there and let my toys work their magic. Suddenly there was a face at the window, but I didn’t care, the face was replaced by another but I was too far gone to realise.As my orgasm loomed I moaned out loud as I worked the bullet over my throbbing button, alternating between that and moving the vibro in and out of my soaking pussy, then it happened, I screamed out as my orgasm ripped through my chubbiness, my whole body shook as I rammed the vibro up. 30pm after a long day at work, I shut the door behind me and kicked my shoes off and decided I wanted to get a beer and relax in a hot bath.As I walked into the front room there she was, asleep with her face buried into the sofa with her back to me, I walked through into the kitchen and got a beer from the fridge and walked back into the front room and sunk onto the 2 seater sofa.I sat and watched as she slept, she never stirred for the 10 minutes I sat there looking at her, she looked great. As she walked away, he called, ‘And add three bottles of ice cold Kingfisher.’ ‘Kingfisher?’ Andrew was surprised. ‘A Goan beer which is tart enough for an Indian meal,’ Peter replied. ‘Jennifer,’ Andrew demanded more information, ‘You said this man was wonderful but you didn’t say how wonderful.’ He laughed and patted her shoulder when, overcome by confusion, she didn’t know how to answer. The Goan Prawns, the Goan beer, indeed the whole meal was outstanding and Jennifer noticed Peter didn’t.