All that swimming took a lot of energy,’ Dan said as Dafna handed him a tuna sandwich. ‘Yes, vacations can take a lot of energy,’ agreed Dafna ...s she opened a soda. ‘All the packing and moving and setting up. The place is just so great, though. It’s one of the most relaxing places in the world.’ ‘The office can’t reach me. We’ve got a rule: no calls during vacations,’ he added between bites. ‘Good!’ Dafna said. She had made great progress taming Dan’s gotta-check-voicemail work habits. Only. When I opened it I was surprised, a woman almost looking like my wife ... is it him? impossible. I was a fool. I kept looking at the pictures and in fact he was my wife's brother, only in a wig and in women's clothes, he almost looked like my wife. If someone didn't know him, he would mistake him for a girlfriend. He dressed very slutty, tight dresses tights, tight leggings, mini skirts, stockings, thongs, heels. For a moment I thought that I would look behind such a bitch on the street. I. Jez fished out two more coins and dropped thee into the palm of her hand. Sarah pocketed the money and resumed her feel of his cock. At least she had an honest job for the next few minutes.In truth, Jez did have a nice cock, and it was always clean and well presented. She would have given the world to find out where and how he kept it so clean, but that didn’t matter at that precise moment. Sarah was sinking to her knees and pulling Jez’s cock free of his trousers before enveloping the head. For that night I worked with about 6 inches of cock and the plump head in and out of her drive her nuts. She came many times over and over. I had reached the point I wanted to mount her. So I picked her up and laid her on the sofa. I put my knees on the floor. I drove my cock in her and held her there. Each stocke had her puching me away and my nuts slapping her ass cheeks. I fucked her hard and long. She moaned and screamed when I pumped her full of juice. I got mine and she got hers many.