Sammy was moaning and wriggling about on the bed and my wife Amy making slurping noises and she was enjoying it, well they both were, I tried to speak...but all that came out was a slight mumble which was enough to make Amy take her face out of my daughters pussy and look at me, my head started to spin and I started to feel faint, I can explain, its not as bad as you think cried Amy, I started to run downstairs to head for the door and as I opened it I heard Sammy say daddy please come back I ran. Party time again on Wednesday, up in Bonn with Ingrid's mates again. I have to say I felt really comfortable with them, they never talked about women's stuff, which was fine by me, and they were a great laugh, even if my German failed me once or twice. My trip was three-quarters over, I hadn't got laid, I had got pierced. I think at that point I could easily have gone on like that, but I had another life and I was starting to think about returning to it. In fact it was that which led to our. I had nothing against classical music, but it wasn't really my preferred genre.The musicians were two women from Arizona. A pretty, plump woman in her mid-twenties held a beautiful, shiny violin. The other was a tall, skinny girl with glasses. Her cello looked old, with spots and cracks, although she handled it with no less gentleness than the violinist.As I said, classical music, especially chamber music, is not something I prefer to listen to. Thus my expectations for this concert were pretty. “Ok, see this is not really difficult” She stood up, removed her jacket and started showing me the stretch exercise that I should be doing. She removed her heels, stood straight, held her hands high up straight over her head.“Stand like this and lift yourself further up, transferring your weight on the toes”. While doing this, her shirt came out of the skirt due to the stretch and her beautiful navel ring was on display. Her 34D breasts were saluting me like the royal guards and I held my face.