He'd told them to try the Free French garrison in Brazzaville.Clegg peered out of the carriage window. At the end of a platform a dapper looking Frenc... police officer was waiting patiently. As Clegg hefted their suitcases from the train and Elly followed him out on to the platform, the Frenchman approached. "Monsieur Clegg?" he asked. "Monsieur Freddie Clegg?"Clegg, wary as ever at being approached by the police, held out his hand and nodded slowly. The Frenchman shook it warmly took one step. I was standing on the side, holding one of her legs and putting my dick into her pussy. Just the view of this position was making me crazy and I started banging her hard from the beginning.Now she was totally out of control and was shouting on top of her voice.She: Ahh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!! Fuckkk.. Fuckk.. Yeahhh yehhhh.All these sounds will make any guy crazy and I was no different. I was damn horny and I was banging her so hard and fast now. My pelvic area was hitting her ass and was making a. Turn around and bend over. Show us your pussy and ass. Kneel down facing us. Lick your fingers, stroke yourself.” This went on for about 15 minutes when Katie said, “I need to get fucked.” We went back into the bedroom and told Katie to stand next to the bed, spread her legs, then bend over and put her forearms on the bed. She wanted to be fucked but I could not resist her pussy. I sat down on the floor and planted my mouth on her wet gash. I licked up and down then focused on her clit. I. I knew if she discovered my dalliance she may literally kill me, then burn the corpse and piss on my ashes.I rolled into the truck stop, found a space to park my ride and went inside. The first order of business was to make my bladder gladder. Like most drivers, I'd trained it to hold for many hours between drainings, but there are limits. After that little chore was over it was time to scarf up some food and coffee. Food may have been too generous a description for what I shoved down my neck..