And she gave me a smile.I couldn´t beleve my ears when she said that, I was so horny and couldn´t look at annything else than her sexy, wet Freestyl...s!I had to do something, so I started to take away the paint and the brush and put it back into the shed and she went to give the vegetgables some water that was in her greenhouse.I went in and washed my hands and then she came in. Now her shoes was muddy to. I just stood there and stared at her Freestyles and couldn´t take my eyes from them.-You. She was even prettier up close. Just beautiful, about 5 foot 3 or 4 and maybe 120 lbs. Slim, shapely and wearing a short skirt and half top that hugged her perfect little breasts. “Hi, I’m Paul” I said and she responded in broken English, with the cutest little feminine voice, “I’m Amy” I don’t know about her, but for me it was love at first sight.We talked for awhile, the three of us. When I asked Amy if she would like to go out some time, her and her Latina friend, Layla, giggled to each. In fact, he was more than bright; he was a quasi-genius. Sam's weakness was a lack of self-confidence. By noon he had finished tabulating and balancing the previous day's operations. He stood up and went out to the local diner for lunch.Again surrounded by the bevy of young and pretty girls from the office who ignored him, he sat at a booth and ordered the daily special. When he was served, he ate while reading the newspaper. Once finished, he returned to the office. He prepared the results. Hearing her scream and moan was turning me on again. Mel fucked man after man after woman, pretty much everyone had a go, and this went on till the small hours, and by this point some people had had two goes. We were all fairly drunk by this point. It must have been about 2:30am, when Mel finally emerged wearing only her henna tattoos. She killed the music and walked over to me, looked me dead in the eye and demanded, “You! Anal! Now!” There was an intake of breath from the whole room as she.