“Damn Darleen you amateur drive like a bat out of hell. Well, thankfully we are here now. What kind of car does Amy drive?” I asked. “That’s her car over there, the white 2 door Mercedes.” “Um, wow, what the heck does she do for a living?” “She’s a high-end mortgage broker. She doesn’t handle any mortgages less than a million dollars.” “Nice!” I replied. We got out of Darleen’s car and went into the steakhouse. Amy was waiting for us at the bar. She was having a cocktail. She got up when she saw us and hugged Darleen first, then hugged and kissed me second. “Nice to see you lover. Obviously, you passed our little test.” Amy said to me grinning from ear to ear. “Let’s get drinks and get our table. I’m hungry.” Darleen said. I went over to the hostess stand to see an exotic young college age lady with a full sleeve of tattoos on her left arm. She picked up the menus and three sets of silverware to take us to our table. Once we got there, I held the chair out for Amy, then Darleen and finally sat myself. Darleen ordered me a vodka and OJ which was fine by me. Amy started right in, “Ok darling, tell me everything. How did he do? “ Darleen paused for a moment then piped up saying, “Well he rocked my world pretty wonderfully. He made me cum 5 or 6 times before we showered. In the shower stall, he made me cum two more times. He has a wonderful cock and is very patient on using it to make sure that I wasn’t feeling like a raw piece of meat being indian fucked. He is just wonderful!” “Well now, that’s some high praise from Darleen. How do you feel about all of that praise?” asian I smiled. However, I was really intimidated. Here sits two beautiful women critiquing me on my sexual prowess as if we were talking about how well I made dinner. At this point, the waitress came over to our table and asked for our lunch orders. The ladies went first. I ordered a large porterhouse steak medium rare, sautéed mushrooms and steamed broccoli with a house salad and ranch dressing. I also ordered the table a plate of stuffed mushrooms with melty cheese for an appetizer. Making herself a universal sex toy? She lay in her back in the middle of our bed, dipped a finger in her pussy and crooked her glistening finger amateur in my direction. A small idea came to me that I could record it and use it as a last line of defense against her or using it for my favor. She was thrilled to learn she could control her central heating, lights and alarm all from her phone when she was not even home! You couldn’t believe the size for someone his age. They stared into each others eyes for a long while before Ms. Davies walked up to the door. “No,” she snapped as she snatched it from my hand. She bragged about her tits and how tight her ass was and how no pussy could compare. I stepped out. Her voice sounded like her puppy had just got run over, “Are you backing out of our date?” Her 4 ½"stiletto heels locked on her feet completed the look. It took no time at all to get use to him sitting at the bar and talking me. Once he confided in me how terrible his marriage was and how he just needed a friend, how to say it? If you would like to fuck me I would Didn't they care about FCC fines? When I was in the changing rooms in one shop I had just taken my coat off and was standing there naked taking the sweater off its hanger when the curtain opened and a young woman shop assistant said, “Oops sorry, I didn’t think that there was anyone in here.” Her eyes were looking me up and down as she continued, “Is everything alright in here?” When I said, “Yes, thank you,” she said, “Yes, I can see it is, if you need any help please let me know.” She stood there for what seemed like a full minute staring at my pussy before backing out and closing the curtain. I told her I would like to have her pose in her bikini. He fucked me on the swing before telling me to go to bed. It was either that they couldn’t concentrate on their game or that they indian wanted more opportunities to look at our bare butts as we bent over to take asian our shots.