Karen’s mother and father were going to sit out on our balcony and waved at us as we left for the pool. We arrived to see Elena and Marco lying out ...ide by side holding hands. Karen went to them and said, “May we join you?”“Of course.” Elena’s voice was low and friendly.Karen sat in the lounge chair next to her and I chose the one next to her. We removed our outer clothing to our red thongs and lay back. We had a good layer of tan from wearing those suits at home.Karen turned half toward me and. Was his name carl?She could not really remember, it was something with a “C”. She grabbed him by the lapels of his shirt and dragged him into the apartment. Then she pulled the door shut with a bare foot. He was trying to get free from her, but she was not going to let him go.“Can´t we let the rent wait a few days?” she purred and tried to kiss him.“Wait, that is why..”She had taken some self defence lessons. She put a leg behind his, pushed him, and since she did not let go, she fell with him.. C.Korina smiled at me – lighting up her doll's face and seeming to make her sapphire eyes twinkle – as she slipped out of the slutty maid's outfit, the black dress falling in a pile about her feet. She was naked underneath – like a good little slut should be – and her large breasts jiggled as the plane flew through a patch of turbulence. My cock was hard, eager to be inside her cunt.I was in the bedroom of Air Force One. I commandeered it from the President. He could fly on one of the many VIP. She had been invited to my parents house for tea . She was 38 at the time, she looked more like a 26 year old. Rekha had long flowing black hair, white creamy skin, hour glass figure with 38D chest. She was wearing a light coloured cream sari and blouse and her full bossomed chest was self evident.This women oozed sexuality. She was gorgeous my words do not do her justice.sex was so sexy. My first impression was that Rekha was one of the girls that my parents had been interviewing to see if she.