And amassing that kind of money in the Swedish system was difficult. That difficulty had led Björn Borg to change his residency to Monaco and to move...to Monte Carlo to avoid the confiscatory tax regime in Sweden.As I was talking to Malin I was trying to decide if Elyse was right and whether or not I wanted to take this girl to bed. Elyse had chosen well, hitting pretty much every criterion for my ‘type’. I chuckled to myself that if Elyse hadn’t set this up, I’d certainly have seen Malin as a. "You ready?" he asked, looking up at me. I hesitated, taking a shaky breath. For some reason, my voice didn't seem to work, so I just nodded. He didn't rush right it, at first he just prodded me, his penis pressing into my clit. I moaned, my body shaking and pussy convulsing. He slid the tip of his prick up and down my entrance, filling me with lust. Finally, when I just couldn't take the excruciating pleasure, he thrust his hip forward and plunged deep into me. I threw my head back and cried. Alright Gez, you had a good night mate? I asked with a big smile on my face knowing damn well that he hadnt. I watched his eyes as he looked passed me towards his wife and daughter, his eyes looking up and down their worn out and dirty bodies. Theyve had a great night Gez dont worry about that, havent you girls? A minute of stone cold silence passed before I asked again. Youve had a great night havent you girls!? This time I had a bit more emphasis in my tone and waited for a response. Yes They. You climbed on top of me and started kissing me and pulling my hair. Then kissing down my neck and biting on it. You started sucking on my nipples and licking them and kissing down my stomach and you started kissing up and down my dick, then you started to massage my balls with one hand. You grabbed the massager.“Want this?” you said smiling.“Up to you”You turned it on and started rubbing it on my balls and kissing my dick. Then you pulled the skin back on the head of my dick and touched the.