I’ll pay,” she said and she blushed, “Actually,” she admitted, “You called me Darling Jane when you were cumming, hardly the words of an axe murderer.”
We finished our meal and sat in the lounge bar for a while drinking non alcoholic wine until she asked, “Take me home.”
“Where to?” I asked as we climbed back into my Range Rover. Blowjob sex “Actually I did some thinking,” she said, “I’m twenty three, really it’s bit pathetic going clubbing every weekend, different man every night, one night stands, no regrets except you do wonder why they don’t want me in the morning.”
“Yes,” I agreed, “One has to grow up eventually.”
“Daddy and Mummy like you,” she said, “Were they in on this?”
“Ah, no actually,” I explained, “Although he did give permission to court you and they did tell me you needed taking in hand.”
“Court me.
