They were pendulous things crowned with long darkly brown nipples. Her ample belly hung loosely, though still pooled up on the beach towel. I turn...d my head away thinking she didn't realize I was there. I glanced back out of the corner of my eyes and she was gently swinging her large breasts so her elongated nipples ran teasingly across the towel. She smiled, removing any doubt of whether or not she was aware of me. I could feel my cock swell in my sweatpants. I was pretty sure it wasn't. And that one was Chinese as well, in retaliation for Hanoi’s conquest of Cambodia.“The remnants of the Communist Party Central Committee have voted formally to disband said party and turn over power to an executive of your choice. They specifically named you as ‘guardian and protector of the People of Vietnam for the duration of this state of siege.’ Expect the civil government to quickly ratify this decision, as you know the degree of party control of the state and military apparatus. Then. ..but my vision was of a slightly different 'snake' !!)....we reached a suddenly quiet shady corner in the myriad of alleyways that form the casbah. My wife paused, bent slightly, and started to rub her aching ankle......a voice behind us....in surprisingly clear English... "...is the lady having a problem..?"...I turned....and he spoke again... "...I am trained Doctor... I can check the lady's leg...please come inside..."I estimated him to be slightly older than my 57. In this position it would be so easy to kiss you, but I don’t. Not because I don’t want to, but because I know if I start something then I’ll want to go way beyond kissing and rules are rules. My mind wanders… If I moved my head just ever so slightly then I could kiss you. Just softly. Gently. Then harder. Your hands would start to wander. I’d moan quietly against your mouth. Undo your trousers. You’d sit on the edge of the block and I’d lift my dress up a little so I could sit on your lap.