He ignored her sarcasm and brought in his suit. He went into the bedroom and hung it up. Then he opened his desk drawer and started looking for the pi...no player’s address. He ignored Nancy.“At least you could come over and kiss me,” she said.“I thought you were waiting to write me an invitation;” he said.He hopped across the floor, hoping he hadn’t overdone the sarcasm. Bending, he took her chin in his hand, lifted her face and kissed her. Nancy had deep full. I did not know I needed a visa. Please let me through, or at least let me purchase a visa." She begged and the clerk simply went on with whatever she was doing, ignoring the nice lady. I jumped in."Please, madam, this is my fiancé..." glancing at her passport, I saw her name. "Anne-Marie. We're together. I didn't know there should be any problem." Nicaraguans require a visa. Get in line to the visa application counter." The clerk said with her heavy Hungarian accent."She is a Dutch citizen, I. I felt so good and like a had a new level of happiness and excitement to my life. Kind of like I had powers of a hero, haha. But wait! I got to get up and slide my shorts back up, "Oh No!!!" Looking down at my shorts and on the floor in front of me was a huge mess, I was so unprepared. No towel, sock, worn shirt or nothing that I now know to use to clean me up. Oddly, I did take the time to smell the white stuff that was all over my fingers and left hand. Also, oddly I felt slight slumber. She would always have that naughty smile on her face and would always wash my cum covered undies after I came. I would be majorly turned on by this and would make it a point to start shagging just before she started here cleaning activities every morning. I had moved the porn movies back to the drawing room TV and noticed that she would often watch them too, while I was watching and shagging. She had also become a little careless with her clothing, often not wearing a saree while cleaning –.