They caught sight of her black shiny mini-skirt, great legs, and boobs whose nipples were pointing thru her knitted top.“Bingo” said the biggest g...y Jacob [obviously the leader of the pack].They sauntered to the back seats where Tracey was half asleep.“Well. What have we got here?” asked Jacob. “Tell the driver to stop at the Stadium and fuck off,” he instructed.The bus soon puuled off the road as Tracey was dozing, the front door oped and closed – Tracey was alone, in a dark isolated car. Never know when they’re coming, trying to catch me out, the bastards,” Fin grunted and downed his scotch.Cyrill nodded as he listened, clicking the keyboard. “S’pose you’ll never be tempted again? Ah here we go.”“No way, learned my lesson the hard way. God knows how many I dealt with in court, that was the main issue ... jeez!...” Fin exclaimed, goggled eyed. “Look at that, bloody hell ... how do they get that ... the quality too ... wow ... look she’s got the red flag flying ... Cyril! ... the. Equally hurting too was the fact that I could look at Sandy and see so much of the ex in her. It took everything sometimes to convince myself that Sandy was just the happy outcome of an unsuccessful phase of my life.Nina and I'd had the discussion at length. Nina is my love, my soul, and I wanted her to know everything in my life. That included the triumphs and tragedies, including my failed marriage, having that discussion with a head of dark brown hair laying on my shoulder, arms wrapped. I was reminded why she had appealed to me. Her tits were so big and round, filling that "Elle" tee-shirt she liked to wear. Her slim waist with the ring in her pierced belly. Her hip hugger jeans showing off her sweet round bottom."Billy here-- I mean Wendy-- is probably wondering how we met," Jim said, as he slid his hands over her belly and cradled her tits through her tee shirt.She sighed and turned to face Jim. They kissed passionately, and he moved his hands to her ass."Remember your last.