I can almost feel it now, as it slips diagonally past my tattoo, and traces an invisible line across my chest, mounting the hills of my breasts with s...ow precision. I can feel his hot breath on the back of my neck as he whispers into my ear. I cant understand what he says as he speaks in a language I suspect might be Latin. His right arm holds me against his body tightly restraining me. I know I should run, but I cant make my self move. His voice is so calming, so relaxing. I want to listen to. Why bother with AA-cup?Susanne simply dresses in a blouse, short skirt and flats. A natural beauty, who never was into any make-up.Susanne seems overwhelmed by all attention of flirting French men, so she seeks hide at her Robert and me. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Switch fast forward for five years it took for Susanne to re-appear at an EGC, again Francophone: Namur '92.Switch. They escorted me to the door.At the SUV, Ron said, "We told her that we were all together tonight. It didn't faze her. All she wants is for us to start laying pipe."My confused look must have gotten the story across. As I climbed into the back, Jimmy added, "Lisa is hot for dark meat, so we're going to party." And how do I enter into this?" We gangbang," said Jimmy. "You gangbang." Guys, if she doesn't want me there, you can just drop me off." She's willing, Kenny."Ron added, "'Cock is cock, '. Mrs. Brown is a total knockout. A little on the shortside but with a gorgeous body, a pretty face, and blondehair. She was on a towel beside the pool and seemed tobe playing with Caesar, their huge Golden Retriever. Shewas not making playful sounds, however, rather she wasmoaning and occasionally let out an “Ohhhhh.” I retreated back behind the hedge before she saw me andfound an opening in the hedge where I could see what wasgoing on but couldn’t be seen myself. Mrs. Brown.