" "You will?" Steve thought as he felt a pressure squeezing the air out from around him. He passed out from lack of oxygen. "Was it a dream?" asked St...ve when he came to again. Brushing some long hair from before his eyes, he sat up in a bed with floral sheets and a pink comforter that had stretched before his eyes just past a pair of C cup breasts. A shriek came from his mouth as he leapt from the bed to a sliding closet door in an over size tee shirt that read HEARTBREAKING FLIRT. When he. Leaving out the detail that they are better flirts than those kissing Dutch. We started to chat in the bus. Continued in the plane. Silenced by the view over the Mediterranean and a large lake, while landing in sun-set. Another bus, and a long-time dear lady friend picked us up at Gare St Charles in old town. I´d no idea where we would sleep. She dropped up us off at a place in the 5th of old town. Some Claude´s place, who wasn´t there. He was my friend, but at the moment I wasn´t sure which. Now I could see Shara dressed only in awhite petticoate in Rajaji;s embrace.His hands were kneading her buttocks and Shara was kissing him fevereshly.I was playing with my small member getting excited watching my fair lovely wife in that village strongman;s arms. Rajaji undid the nada of her petticoat and let it fall to ground and then he lifted her easily in his arms and led him in our main bedroom. This was the first time Shara was gettign fucked there since Fareed always used to fuck her in. .... As you may already know , I had a taxi business in a seaside town on the south coast of England. The main office was bang in the centre of town and the waiting room was upstairs one floor with a coffee machine and a cold drinks and choc bar vending machine which was very popular with the punters and being away from street level also offered an element of safety particularly for young ladies wanting to get home after a night of clubbing and getting pretty squiffy ! Two radio operators were.