“ its good to see you Freya, looking so beautiful” my grandfather spoke the words, most people would take that as a nice compliment but he had a p...edatory gaze in his eyes, the same way he had looked at me for years. His assessment of my beauty wasn’t inaccurate however, I knew I was what most people would call attractive. Just the morning I had checked myself in our hotels mirror, looking over my dark blonde hair and azure blue eyes, my pale white skin and smattering of freckles. Even dressed. Scott tried to remain calm but could feel his pulse pounding in his neck.“Je ... euh ... euh, je m’étais ma moustache pour un organisme de bienfaisance en faveur de la recherche sur le cancer quand ma photo a été prise pour moi passeport. Je ne savais pas que je dois remplacer ma photo ou garder ma moustache.”Sula translated, leaning over to see the guard. Her low-cut dress gave the guard a clear view down at her breasts, and he stared at her nipples. Jenny and Sula had forgotten to put on. Joanne grabbed my cock and started to stroke it slowly while I kissed her bottom and pushed my tongue into her tiny asshole. I could feel how she got more and more excited. I lubed my fingers and wrist with the massage oil and slowly moved two fingers into her ass, then three fingers and finally all four. Her ass gaped. I moved the fingers in and out and push a little deeper every time. I could see how her asshole started to relax and widen even more. I now used both hands and stretched he ass. Then, "Tell me Dave, are the lights real bright in here?" he asked. My head felt a little better when I was horizontal again."Yes," I answered in a whisper. "It is very bright in here and my head hurts like a bitch." That's the concussion. You are probably going to have to stay horizontal for a few more days. You'll feel better that way. Also I have these sunglasses you can wear when you are awake to help with the brightness," he informed me as he fitted the glasses on my face. "Is that.