"I have done everything by the book, Bert. It has to be good, although those ridiculous pictures were a great distraction at times. Why one would thin... of illustrating a cookbook with erotic drawings escapes me." Ah, my love, that is because you cannot see yourself just now. If you do not look erotic I don't know who does."A blushing Sabreena told Wilbur off for being a randy old fool; drinks were ready for us, no need for flattery. And why did we have to make so much noise, nearly crashing the. My ass was warm. Once in a while he'd work down to my ball sack and take on into his mouth. I think I was moaning, but it's all a little fuzzy. I'm sure that I was moaning…They had me on my knees. On a cream colored carpet. In their apartment. The windows were open and I could hear traffic on the street. At least when their moans were soft. I felt his cock against my ass and he pushed gently. I relaxed to invite him home. My spine tingled as he gently slid into me. He slid in all the way, his. Mike then led me to the bed where he laid me down.As soon as I was in the bed, Mike started to caress my neck, then my chest and then my tits. He took my left nipple into his mouth as I began to breathe heavier. I took his hard cock in my hand and started stroking him. At that moment he sucked and nibbled my nipple and I began to feel an orgasm beginning to develop in my womb.As he began to nibble harder and harder I found myself gurgling, “Hmmmmmm, I’m cumming.” My body trembled, and I felt. I turned and asked him, “Do you sell your tomatoes?” He smiled and replied, “No. I freeze them and eat them all winter in soup and chilli. “Okay.” I said, “I don’t eat them but my wife does. Sorry to bother you.” “No problem.” I was nearly finished my coffee when he came to my table and said, “If you want to come to my house, I’ll give you some tomatoes for your wife. After all, “Happy wife, happy life.” I chuckled and replied, “That would be great.” We went outside and he pointed to his car.