TUESDAY NIGHTIsabelle lay on her bed reading a French novel. The past two weeks in Libya have made her feel like she was living within the former USSR... TV stations are tightly run by the government with all the programming and shows came from neighboring Egypt. Unlike Europe, Libya did not have porn shops, night clubs, or discos. Western foreigners had to go to special shops and markets to purchase what they wanted. She only intended to spend a few more months before headed back to France as. Again, the valet’s fell all over each other to help her. We drove to my little patio home, and continued to chat about almost everything. Well, almost everything. Not once did she mention any boyfriends, attachments, love affairs, or any sexual experiences. I sure as hell wasn’t going to pry. If she had something to say or tell me, she would in her own good time. I was still amazed at her poise, and beauty. No wonder they wanted her to be the image of the company. She would easily lead any man. ” I do so, and her tits pop out freely, firm and round with small nipples. I tell Wynn, “When I play softly with these nipples, she gets very, very excited.”“Please wet my fingers with your saliva,” I ask Eve, while I put two fingers of one hand in Eve’s mouth, followed by two fingers of the other hand. With my now dripping wet fingers, I start to play with Eve’s nipples, while massaging both her breasts. I know Eve likes this very much. She will get excited soon, her nipples are getting really. We share everything -- panties, bras,dresses, even our jewelry. No, we don't share our boyfriends, notyet. Tim has his and I have mine. Though he did once fluff a boy for me. You know, suck his cock toget it up for another try at satisfying me? He'd been boastingthat he gives better head than I do -- well, why shouldn't he,that's all he's got to offer when his ass gets too sore to use,that and a kind of girlish sympathy when his partner complains hehas no proper place to put his ... thing..