After NYE, Belgrade was a place swamped with tourists from all over the world, so I lost my legs and youth, running after perfect 10s, and crazed, dru...k foreigners, but all I got was a soft snog with a drunken girl from Belgrade, and nothing more.Well, a few days ago, I was freezing on my way to a restaurant, when I was approached by two black women, around 40 years old, asking me for directions. They were from UK, and I was pleased to rehearse my english, and, since the vine shop they were. Apparently her sister had beenhaving similar thoughts."Now Mom told me to make you presentable, so you better not fuss or fightwith anything I do. You wouldn't want to get on her bad side again wouldyou?", she said as she set to trimming his hair. It seemed like she wascutting a lot but when asked about it she said, "I'm just evening theends." She evened the ends all the up so that his hair was just barelytouching his shoulders. She hoped he wouldn't notice as she paid extracare to the area. He had a surprise as I was furry then and mum wasn’t!”Sex and dirty stories, what a joyous combination.“I hushed him.” She put a finger to her mouth to illustrate. “Then lead him by the cock to my bed. He was stiff by the time we got there, so I lay on the bed and opened my legs.”Her bounce became more vigorous, so I assumed recounting the tale was turning her on as much as me.“It was my first fuck. I came so hard, nothing like masturbating.” I released her nipples to enjoy the little bounce. Com1st letter:Dear Shelly,So here I am sitting alone in my new flat, getting used to living aloneafter being married to you for 11 years. It is a shame that we are partof the statistics that half the marriages do no work.We had a bitter divorce. I know you did not want it. I have triedexplaining to you why I needed a divorce. I could no longer see thewoman that I married. You were once the nicest woman I ever knew. Youwere a saint and always placed people's well-being first. You always.