She was slipping deeper and deeper into depression and given her history, she could easily have drunk herself to death, either directly, or by having ...n accident.”“I don’t even want to think about that,” I sighed. “I’d be happy if that whole episode could just fade from my memory.”“You’d do well to remember it because you learned so much from it. And it helped you grow and mature. And in the end, you have your wives, your children, and your friends here. People who stuck by you when you really. Thirty five, blond haired and extremely beautiful, Annika is the archetypical sort of woman that Holland is famous for. With curves in all the right places and a disposition to match, I consider myself lucky to be included in her circle of friends. She is married to her equally good looking man, Sven, who like my hubby Karl, tops six feet and has shoulders to match. In fact they are both very muscular, but whereas Karl's physique was developed in the military, Sven's is a result of many hours. He couldn’t wait. Garry arrived back to find the lovers talking in the kitchen over a cup of coffee. He noticed a certain tension among them as he greeted Sean with a handshake and Susan with a kiss. Susan was smoking a cigarette, taking long drags of smoke. “Sorry I’m late,” Garry declared, “Got caught behind a herd of cows on the back roads” he added. “Not a bother,” Sean responded. “Your wife has been keeping me in craic.” Susan got up and poured Garry a coffee and Garry noticed the damp. .."Natalie, who hasn't pleasured herself yet, although her fingers are resting on her engorged clit under her panties, has to make a decision. As she hears her friend's obscenely loud sucking and slurping sounds, she knows that her last chance to get the lesson in tonight and save her and her daughter from her husband's wrath will drive off in about 30 seconds when he re-enters his car. He couldn't be the pro, she thinks. He's too young. But he appears to know the place well and is definitely a.