I was on my knees behind her sweet little arse and reached forward grabbing her cheeks, she let out a deep sigh as I parted her cheeks wide exposing h...r dark and shaded starfish, Mmm it looked so sweet with her protruding pussy lips just below. My cock was coming back to life as I got on all fours and I heard her mumble something, which was hard to decipher with a cock in her mouth, as my tongue ran gently up and down her crack paying particular attention to her dark tunnel entrance which. As it was the only 7th story building at the border of centre,overlooking all historic old Amsterdam.The room was small, about ten square meters.So I build a double bed as an entresol.Below a big couch, on top my main love-nest.Ballet had been her main hobby for a dozen yearswhen I met her. Second one was ballroom dancing.Her lady teacher was very good and experienced but already eighty years old. So only a few classes a week.Hence my blonde beauty practised a lot at home.By lack of a barre and. Every time she changes I reach new heights of my excitement.Well alka came and sat in front of me and asked. Do I need to change back to saree or is it ok with you. Controlling my senses I told her not to bother I’ll manage in whatever you are wearing. Hearing that she burst out with laughter. I then made two pegs and started to sip slowly. We started gazing at sky, the moon, the stars everything was looking so perfect. We finished 2 pegs. It was just a tipsy feeling as we did not gulped too. I picked up Lacey card and my laptop. I walked back to my apartment. I took a long shower before going to bed early. I got up around 9am. I checked my self in the mirror as I got out of the shower. I put on some tight white boxer briefs. A white short sleeve t-shirt, and a pair of tan cargo shorts. I through on some low cut white tennis shoes, no socks. I then walked out the door. I grabbed my bike at the end of the stairs. I bounced the tires down to the 1st floor. I then biked to Lacey boss.