That I am really not really a big billiard player was also clear to me, but the guy in the leisure coffee could no longer watch what I have done with the table. He had probably watched me all the time and we were watching my dress. This my black string when bend over and over again was to be seen again and again made it quite hot. He came to me and offered me his help. He pressed against me and I felt the pleasure in his pants. Okay, then times blow and hole I thought myself. Better than a boring round billiard. And then we fucked on the table. Very cool. When would you like to take a break with me