Bill and Anne had travel overnight, catching the red eye from Fort Lauderdale to arrive at London Heathrow early in the morning. They had slept for an...hour or two, trying to adjust to the six hour delay from continent to continent.Their two weeks doing Europe started in earnest, tomorrow, with a scheduled bus ride around the 'Old Town' of London, taking in Buckingham Palace, Westminster Cathedral and the new to the programme, Princess Diane's Garden in Hyde Park. For the next few days, England,. I poured the rest of my beer and let my thoughts wander back to that French coast, the beach at least five kilometers long, the low dunes, the trees and campgrounds behind them. August was always crowded with vacationers, and we'd travel a lot then — go to Naples or Florence or Venice. If it got really hot, we'd go north to Germany or England, where it's usually cooler. But always near the water, at a beach or a spa where we could lie in the sun.Fran nudged me. "Hey, you'll fall into your beer. Mike grabbed the camera and took pictures. He started rubbing my cock. I got so hard. Mike fed my cock into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around and began to suck myself. It felt so great feeling me slide deep into my mouth. I gagged a few times forgetting to breath through my nose. Mike took pictures and I gave him two thumbs up as he went. Mike got down on his knees and grabbed a huge glob of Vaseline. He plunged two fingers deep and I gasped ....spitting my cock out of my mouth. I hadn't. Very late! She and Tom were walking home after a great night of drinking and dancing in town. Giggling they made their way up Frankton Street up towards the overbridge. The night around them was quiet, most people were sound asleep, but as they reached the overbridge she could see the lights of cars rushing past beneath it. It was surprising the number of cars considering the time, but this was a big city, it was always on the go. As they walked Tom placed hand on her arse and squeezed causing.