You’ll be thinking about me putting your marvelous cock in my mouth and sucking on your balls.”Diane maintained a steady pace of stroking his cock... trying to not make it too obvious to the other people in the restaurant. Remembering Shelly’s advice, Diane spoke softly. “I love your cock, David. I love to watch you spray your cum all over me. Sometimes you make so much I think I’ll choke on it when you cum in my mouth. And when you cum in my ass, I can feel how hot it is. Cum for me, David. Cover. Die Intelligenz habe ich im Übrigen von meiner Mutter vererbt bekommen. Sie wollte Lehrerin werden, wurde dann aber mit mir Schwanger und das Resultat dessen kennt ihr ja…Mein Vater war Hausmeister eines Krankenhauses und musste ständig irgendetwas reparieren oder putzen. Sein Gehalt war nicht gerade goldig, aber es reichte für unser beider Leben immerhin aus. Mein Vater spielte jedes Mal Lotto, in der Hoffnung einmal gewinnen zu können. Alle meine Vorrechnungen der Gewinnwahrscheinlichkeiten. It was followed by a dry towel.Jane looked up at Kris and asked, "Where did all of those things come from?" What things?" Kris asked innocently."Tissues, a towel soaked in cold water, more dry towels..." Jane replied looking at Kris intently. Then she began to smile in spite of her tear-ravaged face."I thought you might need them," Kris replied, "and Mom seemed to have things under control in here. Now, Mrs. Edwards, would you like to go to the ladies room and make ... er ... more permanent. There was the outline of his jaw, the dip of his massive trap muscles, the deep cleft in his chest, the meander of his abs, and at the end of it…his long hard cock. In his hand he held a small bottle. Lube.Back on the bed, he knelt as he applied it to his cock and pawed some around my hole. He leaned over me and ran his fingers through my hair, pulling my head back to rumble in a low voice, “You have no idea how long I’ve dreamt this, you coming into my room, and we doing this.” He teased his.