In my right was an air ticket to Thailand. Cal hoped I had understood his birthday card. It’s special and sad all at once he had written, the time f...r us to say goodbye, yet having a week away together, before you finally fly is something I’m sure we’ll both treasure until the day we die. Chapter Seven – Birthday presents Sunday Mel and I woke late I was still spun out by the effort Cal made and by the present. I was going to Thailand. All alone with Cal for 8 whole days. I could not believe. He slid his tongue deeper inside of her, lapping at her juices off her labia, and then from inside, as far as he could reach, before sliding further forward and lapping all the way to her clit, slurping and lapping at it for a good ten minutes, all the time, holding her ass cheeks wide, and running circles around her asshole with a wetted finger.Finally he swiped back from her clit, across her opening, pausing for a second to push his tongue inside. She was still soaked but the juices were. I can feel him stir, as I look down to see him unbutton my dirty white cotton blouse of old. He has exposed my firm and full breasts, naked and waiting to be touched and held. His warm hands found them, and gently cup the small roundness, but I see my own skin now, without her paleness. I quickly gasp and look back to the reflection. Her head is drawn back and her small mouth is agape in the elusive pleasure of finally feeling his touch. The window is a perfect mirror, and only a stage for. ..............J'avais effectivement quelques jours de cong? et je pris l'avion pourles rejoindre. A l'a?roport, je faillis ne pas reconna?tre Jean! Il ouplut?t elle ?tait si f?minine: Sa chevelure de bimbo californienne, sontailleur blanc avec minijupe , ses jambes si longues et fusel?esperch?es sur des bottines blanches ? talons aiguilles! Je suis rest?esous le choc pendant un long moment... Mais quand elle est venue seblottir dans mes bras, j'ai imm?diatement reconnu mon enfant. Et le.