Even though, I could not imagine spending a night with Lance, I accepted. “About 8 p.m.” she said. “ We will pick you up.” There it was confir...med, Lance would be attending. I trudged through the day and soon was headed home to get ready. They arrived right on time and we headed out to a really nice restaurant not far away. Lance as always, was his old charming self. I just simply could not see what Beth ever saw in this guy. But as always, I held my tongue and made small talk. Dinner was more. I went over to her place and met her grandparents, who were as deaf as deaf could be, a miracle at the time I suppose, and went into her room. It was kinda messy, but I couldn't help but to tease her about the pair of panties she forgot to pick up. She blushed but teased me back about the bulge in my pants, an average seven or eight inches, give or take the incorrect ruler I find, and decided to sit on my lap. She was heavy, but I was enjoying the weight and started kissing her, rubbing her. She smiled and broke eye contact. "Certainly Sir," she said. I took her hand. -----St Patricks on 5th Avenue is a great big European-esque Cathedral. It could be in Paris, London, Madrid or Rome without looking out of place. We walked though the slightly chilly evening along 57th then down 5th. The air was sharp, and the sky was clear. The stars sparkled above us. The traffic had thinned from earlier in the day, with occasional taxi passing us. We walked arm in arm, comfortable in each other's. The house was quiet except for the wet sounds of their body mingling. Then he soaked his right index finger with saliva and placed it next to his left. On her next return trip, he maneuvered adroitly and suddenly he was forcing her open and she yelped. But then she began that circular motion again, this time focusing it on the intrusion up her ass and this got Jim very hard. As she circled, he pressed and gradually her hole opened wider and wider. Jim felt the burden of time pressing up on him,.