”“And for Srta. Sofía and don Javier, too?”I looked back at my two friends and lovers. They looked at each other and back at me and laughed out...loud.“Yes, Sra. Martínez. For them as well, thank you.”Sra. Martínez outdid herself with the local equivalent of huevos rancheros and something that looked and tasted like a mini breakfast burrito with rice and beans and a double measure of jalapeño, along with her own surtido, a mix of sliced cauliflower and carrots in a powerful vinagrette. And. Sat sat chut mai ghusane laga. Ahha hha hh ohh ohhh mona my baby kahate gand ko thapa thpa chate marte jor jor se lund chut ki gaharaiyo mai andar bahar karte jor jor se speed badhate kacha kach lund ko chut ki andar ghusane laga. Unke mast tan tanate hichakate boobs ko masalate jor jor dabate sat sat karte chodne laga.Aab unki left jang ko kandhe pe rakhate sat sat jor jor se aandar lund pelne laga. Aah ahh ahh ohh babyy ohh yogu aur chod jor jor se chod aaj se ye teri hai chut ka sara ras. I did want to see it. So I nodded and smiled humbly and so he moved up so I could feel his once again cock. He smiled and kissed me, on the cheek, and that’s when I started to hold his cock. Oh my freaking god! I was holding his cock! That was soooo neat! I held it and gradually I started to stroke it. I stroked it some more. “‘Have you ever licked or sucked on a guy’s cock?’ he asked me. I said no I haven’t. ‘Would you like to try it?’ he said. I kind of hesitated but I did want to try it. He. Surely it had been an accident. Elizabeth was such a nice, respectable lady. There was no way that she would deliberately flash in front of a total stranger.As the morning wore on we realized that we were both likely to be here for the flower show the following year.‘Perhaps we will meet again for coffee, ‘ smiled Elizabeth.‘I would like that, ‘ I said. Then on a sudden impulse I suggested we exchange email addresses. To my surprise Elizabeth agreed and then we went our separate ways. ‘Same.