I’m going to Saint-Louis”, said the driver, a man in his early 50s.“That would be great. Are you driving all night ?”, asked Charles“Yep…D...iving all night…unless you have a better idea”, said the man with a grinCharles didn’t answer but got the allusion and….liked it. Ben worked for an insurance company and was going to check a claim in Saint-Louis. “I’m going back home which is between Spingfield and Saint-Louis”, said Charles“Never been to Springfield but it’s the biggest town before. ‘Miranda, please come in. I’m glad you could make it. We have a lot to cover.’ Miranda was dressed in black from head to top. She wore a business suit without a blouse. It formed to her body like a glove. The exposed cleavage would have stopped any meeting in its tracks. The jacket cinching her waist flared slightly, giving way to a tight skirt ending mid thigh. Jet black, sheer stockings ran from under the skirt, down two incredible legs, and flowed into shiny, jet black stiletto heels,. Dan suddenly looked at him, “What do you mean, she says hello? You know where Claudia is?”“Claudia asked me to pass on a personal message only you and she knows, ‘White swans mate for life.’”All expression drained from Dan’s face, he turned ashen as he stared at the stranger. ‘White swans mate for life,’ is what she had said to him on the night of their second date. Dan’s heart began pumping out of control from adrenalin, as he stared into the eyes of the man who kidnapped his Claudia, Erin,. I started licking the drops and placed the kiss. She was enjoying and responded very well by pressing my face towards her cleavage part.She sat on my lap facing me, I grabbed her waist and she locked me with her leg. We placed multiple gentle kisses and were enjoying the moment so much. I slightly slid her bathrobe, I can see her bra strap on the shoulder part. I placed a kiss on the strap on the shoulder and bit it.Check out indiansexstories dot net for more exciting and erotic stories.She.