I’m getting married in a few weeks to the man of my dreams,” Estefania scolded her friend. “Hey now. Chill out. I was joking. No need to take m... head off, Stephie,” her friend replied, a bit in shock at the way Estefania had scolded her. Estefania exhaled hard and shook her head, “I’m so sorry, Suzie. I didn’t mean to yell at you. I think I was yelling at myself.” “Hey, you are nervous about the wedding, that's all. That’s why we’re here, to drink and dance our asses off. That’ll get rid of. I've never seen it." Mumbai, what number am I in the landing sequence?" By the time you land, sir, you will be number one."A British Airways 737 touched down at Frankfurt airport. The tower controller, obviously in frivolous mood, transmitted: "Speedbird 123. Nice landing Captain, But a little left of the centre-line, I think."Quick as a flash, the BA Captain replied in a cool English accent: "Roger, Frankfurt Tower. Perfectly correct. I am a little to the left of the centre-line. And my. Toby was of average size, and Phillip wasn't huge either yet seemed somewhat larger than my husband. Cut, like my Toby, with a thick layer of dark red pubic hair, Phil appeared a little longer and thicker than what I was used to. A nice cock to be honest, I thought to myself, deciding it was little wonder he'd succesfully fathered two children with his ex-wife.Looking to Toby for approval he nodded, gesturing toward the large bed just behind us that dominated the open-plan living and sleeping. He started with her trapezius muscles. He could feel her entire body relax and she began to rub her ass against his penis. He thrust lightly in response, and continued to rub her body. He moved down to the muscles along each side of her spine, using his thumbs and the heels of his hands to dig into her muscles. In the middle of her back was a freckle, and when he got to the area he bent down and kissed it, then licked it firmly, and dug his teeth just barely into her skin. He moved down to her.