Sorry I couldn’t make it to dinner, but Tuan tells me you ate something; hope it was tasty. Milf sex We haven’t seen each other for almost two years, and I just spoke with her, and we thought you might agree to help….is that OK, Mr. When she appeared finished, I congratulated her for raising her topics, and said they were worthy of further thought at H.O. Mae said “Maybe I should go home; we both have work tomorrow”; for an answer, I moved down her legs and tugged her jeans off, leaning my mouth down on her panties-clad pussy for affirmation that I had the better idea. I massaged her front – well, mostly her breasts and her hardened nipples, thrust out perfectly for my fingers to grasp and twirl and do anything which made her gasp; she gasped a lot. Along with the waiter and my tray, Tuan arrived, smiling a ‘good morning, sir’; I had closed the connecting door previously, and now signed the bill, noting it was for my room number, and tipped the waiter
