Get in madam, we will take you to Sheffield The Vernon Dursley-look-a-like said. She smiled and got in the car. A few minutes later theyre driving tho...gh the peaceful Great Britain country side lanes and making pleasant small talk. As they drove, she learned the Arabian mans name is Fatin and the British mans name is Molty. They had just gotten back from the Highland Games in Dunoon, Scotland (not surprising for her since she saw Craig wearing a tartan green Kilt) Nottingham was their home,. Healer Samarra,sensual Ardra and Mariram, queen of the dance. Mystical Eve and romanticNoel. Together they began a ring-dance, feet stamping intricate patterns andpaths, of twisting and turning, ducking and whirling. Then, their combined spirit rose from the ground and flew, high in thenight sky and deep in warm earth. To aerie crags of mountain and stillblue valleys of the sea. And if some child, by chance looking up at brightening moon, had cried toher mother 'Mum, I see faeries playing on. I had finished peeing and was just standing there stroking my cock while we talked and looked at each others equipment. When he was done peeing he squeezed the piss out of his foreskin with his thumb and fingers - darn I'd hoped he'd peel it back so I could see his knob - and then he shook it a time or two and put it back in his pants and zipped up. So I proceeded to do the same and while we were washing up, he says "would you like to play?" I answered "what did you have in mind?" He says "well. Her blouse was tight and the buttons seemed to be strained and pulled taunt and the top two buttons were missing. Her cleavage was visibly along with a slim view of her white breasts and unknowingly I licked my lips peering down at her."OK, yes I guess. I have to check with my parents to make sure it is fine with them however." Her hand went immediately to her blouses' missing button covering them when she saw my eyes locked on her cleavage, covering them. We exchanged phone numbers and.