It was a good investment.I shower and get dressed before sending Catherine an e-mail. I tell her what things are like here in Osaka, and then I compli...ent her on her performance, telling her how she just keeps getting hotter and hotter, and that the first thing I want to do when I get home is feel her tight pussy round my swollen cock, and then to feel her tongue on me as I deliver a sticky load in her mouth.Other men envy me. I know they do.How do I know?I know because some of my colleagues. Or, should I say knew her. Back in my younger years, before I learned to be a leader in the most gruesome of ways, I had been a carefree schoolboy. I loved to get out of class for the day, run with my friends to the nearest pond, and jump in, clad only with nature’s swimming trunks. We would laugh and play, occasionally starting a splash war, and then get out and lie in the sun and allow it’s golden rays to reach out and touch our whole bodies. It was a time before girls were women and boys. She too wanted to continue, but had been afraid he would think poorly of her. So with a big smile of relief, she pulled her bikini bottom off. Her pubes matched the hair on her head in color and thickness. Her pussy was hidden behind a dense patch of curly hair.Paul tossed his shirt aside and pulled Pollie's black and white dress over her head. Riley giggled and shucked off her bra revealing hard, dark brown nipples and her full breasts. Everyone was now nude and happy.The women lay on their. "Kid, you oughtta hurry up, I dont think I or my pussy can wait any longer!" For some reason I thought that the best thing to reply was, "Good things happen to those who wait." I replayed that in my head really quick and thought what the hell did I just say at a moment like this?! I was still hovering over her and now trying to balance with my right hand exploring her skin along her stomach down to her pussy. She had a studded bar in her clit. Ever so gently I twisted it to either way and.