"I shouldn't drank down that absinthe so quick," he muttered. "I need to lie down." Then he turned around and threw up over the side of the boat.Thus ...ollowed a ten minute conversation that led to me letting him have my berth for the night, at the girls' insistence. "You'll owe me ten euros in the morning," I said, but he was too far gone to disagree. He was snoozing in as soon as his head hit the pillow; I had to pick him up to rescue my backpack in case he exploded again. Afterwards one of. But no cheating!’ Wilson promised he wouldn’t and got as far as the first traffic light towards home before he realized how challenging his night had begun. He caught the light exactly at red because the asshole in front of him refused to run the yellow. ‘Bastard,’ he muttered, tapping his hands on his steering wheel as he waiting out the long line of cars in both directions before his left turn arrow finally turned green. ‘About fucking time,’ he groaned, taking the turn and heading to home.. He loves this outfit and I like it too I always get second looks when we pass by people but when your husband is 64 it usually stays at just looks, from both men and more often than not, women. We got in the car and he explained how the night would go: we would be going to a hibachi place and we would be having a little fun with the cook and some of the other people at the table. When we arrived at the restaurant he pulled out a white thong and told me to take my panties off and put the thong. He was taking bath and was wet completely , he was smelling so sexy maybe he used medimix soap (mmmm) he asked angrily enti anta tondara, ka sepu aguthe emaitadi (why so hurry, can’t you wait some time) I said the plates were very hot and was unable to hold it for long.I could not stop staring at his body and so huge chest with hair all over and his each and every part (except that)of body was visible. I kept the utencsils on a table in his room, there was whisky bottle and thought he was going.