The barman greeted us and showed Sarah where the dressing room was. She said ‘Oh, I’m wearing my outfit already and she opened her coat. The barma... looked her up and down and said ‘Oh yes’. We had a few drinks at the bar to steady Sarah’s nerves. Then the barman explained that Sarah and the other girls had to stay in the dressing room so they couldn’t see what the first, second, etc.,, girl did to strip, so they couldn’t just learn off them and show a bit more. Sarah went into the changing. I touched her hand and moved my hands slowly to her thighs and made her to stand up and hugged her tightly and crushed her boobs between us, ho I forgot to describe her voluptuous body having a stats of 34-30-36 which are feast for every man in this world, but I am lucky here.I slowly kissed her on her forehead and moving my hands around her back and slowly kissed her eyes, and complimented her beauty many times in meanwhile and now the real action, I slowly took her face in my hands and kissed. In two photos stacy was lying on a blanket in the woods with her legs open and a couple with stacy sucking on her then boyfriends cock.I gave stacy back the folder and stood up to go and pour us another drink . My cock was still hard and a circular damp patch had formed as my pre-cum leaked through my white shorts..stacy obviously noticed this and cheekily asked if I liked her photos. As I poured us fresh drinks I looked out of the kitchen window and could see that stacy had turned her chair. Every time your breath starts to accelerate you fear you might come and remember the consequences. Blushing lipstick red from your memories with me you proceed onward.At last, long last, you get to your gate. Just in time, too - my plane has just taxied up to the gate. It won’t be long until the passengers start to unload. Your cell phone beeps. “Are you ready?” reads the text message. Hands shaking, legs weak with desire, your pussy pulsing relentlessly, you text three letters back -.