He stood up and slowly walked to his bedroom, and after a few moments, he returned. He had an envelope in his hand, and he placed it on the table. ‘...his is your airline ticket and boarding pass. Your flight leaves Cincinnati at 7:30 tonight, arrives in Paris at 8:00 tomorrow, their time. You’ll then need to catch a connecting Air France flight to Venice, and you’ll have an hour to cross over from the international flight section to the EU departure gates. That means, basically, don’t drink too. This was the 1980’s and nearly all women had hairy pussies back then. I remember looking around at all these women with their hairy pussys, all slighly different in colour and in thickness. I also looked in amazement at their breasts, some small, some bigger, and then the women who had really big breasts, and also their nipples were all different types and sizes. I remember my auntie saying stop staring, but the women did’nt care, most of them were mums and they were’nt bothered. it was more. We were about to send a search party.”“Wouldn’t have to search too far,” said Simon. “Paige spent the night.”“Is it ‘talk about each other’s love lives’ time, Simon?” Max asked. “Your glass house has some pretty thin walls.”Simon held up his hands in a gesture of surrender. “I’m just saying - if we can be late for this meeting because we’ve got company, I’m all for it.”“We should probably move the weekly meeting to later in the day anyway. You weren’t the only one who was late.” Nick glanced at. She turned the shower on and we both stood under the warm water flow and she started to shampoo me and soap my body from head to toes, she paid attention to my cock and balls and made sure she cleaned under my foreskin carefully, aunty spoke softly and congratulated me on the progress my cock had made over the last few months. She measured the length of my dangling limp cock and said Raju it is 18.5cm long I can’t believe it and measured again and just said wow yeah 18.5cm Raju! Rinsing me off.