. fuck my pussy. . . yeeeesssss!” she moaned, trapped between the two guys.“Yes, yes, dance on my cock, mistress Blum! Move your fucking ass, you...little married slut! This is the biggest dick you have ever seen, ain’t I right, baby?” he asked.“Yeeeeeesssss. . . you have got. . . the biggest cock I have ever seen! And so hard. . .!!” “Bigger than your husband?”“Bigger. . . bigger. . . four times bigger. . . never seen something like this!!”“Bigger than your friends?” he continued to play with. Okay, breath in."Did you order a girl from Poland?" I cooed for everyone to hear. Silence that collapsed right after was probably the biggest in Arlanda's history. Azem slowly moved his eyes from my high black boots, through my half-opened black leather coat with my hands in its pocket, a jeans mini skirt lurking out, up through my breasts almost helping the coat buttons explode, to my round, smiling face and black tied-up hair. Despite I value compliments on my intelligence the most, the first. Idiom would still sneak in. Things like ‘me’ instead of ‘my’ as in, ‘I saw me mother at the store.’ Even now that sounded right to her ears, even though she knew it was not correct English. A lorry passed on Castle Lane and turned north onto Fountain Street bring Jenny back to the present. ‘Jenn? Are you all right?’ ‘Yes. Yes. I was just thinking.’ ‘About Sean?’ ‘About those days. How it was, you know.’ Linny reached out and touched Jenny’s hand. ‘It was a long time ago, baby.’ ‘I know.’ Jenny. I knew I would not need them much longer. I had no idea what she had in mind for us after the wedding, but I was sure trousers were not going to be part of it. I put my long hair inside a plastic cap and settled into the sweet perfumed water. As I was relaxing Mistress came in and put my dressing gown on the hook on the door. She smiled at me and left. The warm perfumed water had an intoxicating affect.After a fashion I got out of the bath and patted myself dry and put on my dressing gown..