The best part I was a road trip from London and first stop was Netherlands and we happened to visit Amsterdam red light area n we were taken for a str...ll around the street watching girls waiting for customers in bikini’s and later our fun started when we were taken to a live sex show which was unexpected and really very exciting and we were informed before the show that there are condom on the table and on one is restricted and you can enjoy with your wife or gf as you wish and the show started. The appeal was both the challenge itself which was good, but it also gave her the opportunity to let her imagination run wild, to see just how much of a horny story she actually could write. Some of the story was true though, and she’d leave it in the mind of the reader as to how much was true and how much was made up.She’d had a look back at the thread about the competition on the website before she logged off, and had seen that at least she wasn’t the only person who hadn’t known exactly what. Jane went high and took my knob in her mouth, while Elen went for my balls and sucked them. Nice but not what I wanted. So I tangled my fingers in their hair, moving Jane's head down, while pulling Elen's up. They met on my hard shaft and their lips touched as they pleasured my cock. Then I pulled both heads up my cock till they were kissing my knob and each other. Then up a bit more till they were just kissing each other. To my delight they didn't resist, they went for it, mouths open tongues. There was nothing there, so I poked around the house looking for them and finally found a wallet with all her ID’s in a dresser drawer in her bedroom.And that’s not all I found. I picked up a red, leather-bound journal half hidden under her panties, and flipped it open. On the first page was written, “Dagmar’s Diary”. My first impulse was to take it with me as proof, or at least evidence of Dagmar’s existence, but on second thought, reading it first was probably a wiser course. It was very.