course the boy did not take her home. Not at home at least. When the Opel slipped through the gate of the house of Peter, the boy did not believe that such good fortune could have happened to him. Beautiful, intelligent and well rich! Eve followed by a long corridor Vietri majolica through the halls with frescoed walls and century vaulted plasterwork and embroidered rosettes, up to the bedroom blue china. Gaped in front of the large stone fireplace framed by two French windows with spectacular views old terracotta terrace overlooking the courtyard where they had parked. Taking advantage of the surprise of his host Peter put his hand inside his pants and when the boy took it, without losing heart's stuck his tongue in his mouth.
"You tell me where's the bathroom?" The boy interrupted him calmly, but very happy to have given a false name to Peter, the false name, and decided to move out of there as soon as possible. He had met types like the hasty, impatient to go straight to the point and he knew how to handle them. The usually restrained with a life away from home and if anything unexpected girlfriend or a wife somewhere down the country, he thought. But at home he had not seen photos women and although the bathroom had two sinks, there were no brushes, hair clips, cheats or towels around. The only female presence was that of Eve and the maid who had probably stretched the pile of clothes arranged neatly at the foot of the bed.
"You tell me where's the bathroom?" The boy interrupted him calmly, but very happy to have given a false name to Peter, the false name, and decided to move out of there as soon as possible. He had met types like the hasty, impatient to go straight to the point and he knew how to handle them. The usually restrained with a life away from home and if anything unexpected girlfriend or a wife somewhere down the country, he thought. But at home he had not seen photos women and although the bathroom had two sinks, there were no brushes, hair clips, cheats or towels around. The only female presence was that of Eve and the maid who had probably stretched the pile of clothes arranged neatly at the foot of the bed.
The pissed guy sitting on the toilet as usual. He noticed pink orchid in the window, unequivocal sign of the trends of the gay owner. After a second Peter entered the bathroom, the boy walked past without saying a word and went to sit on the bidet next to him, glanced in the mirror accomplice. Shit, he had forgotten to lock the door! But it seemed unnecessary given that there were only two of them at home. And Peter could not take it as an invitation to enter, considering how he had reacted to his advances before. Now what was he doing? He tried to get up abruptly, but Peter did not leave him no time to pull up his pants. He drew back his hair to the side and took the bird in his mouth still dripping with piss. The boy left him to do. The affair began to amuse him. He wanted to see how far he would arrive. Peter, on his knees, even with his pants down, he began sucking gently masturbating with your other hand. The boy had not wrong. Peter had a really nice tool. The thing was a bit 'too fast but very exciting and bodes well as the beginning. When they had finished Peter ran a clean towel and left him there alone to take a shower. When the boy came out and joined him in the kitchen, she found Peter sitting waiting in a beautiful gown with red stripes and blue, in front of a slice of bread, mozzarella and spicy salami, and a beautiful crystal glass full half of a full-bodied red wine.
Under the robe Peter had a yellow shirt with the number 69 and the word "breakfast included" printed in green. "Full service, huh?" Said the boy amused by the absurd situation. With his free hand from Peter sandwich Eva stroked who had gone to rub against the boy's legs.
"likes her too," said Peter, glissando elegantly on that line and raised his glass in auspicious sign. Then he approached and kissed him pouring the warm wine directly from his mouth to the boy. At the end he smiled gently, as if to emphasize that he was running the show there.
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