I didn’t want to sit idly in traffic so I turned off into a residential area figuring I could find my way home. It might have taken longer than wai...ing in the traffic, but at least I would be moving.Winding through the residential streets I saw a new house under construction. I slowed down to see if there might be any hot construction guys around. Most of them were younger slim guys, pretty good looking but not especially my type. Then I saw whom I assumed to be the boss of the operation. . White and Tom decided to take a tour of the area. They walked around the shopping areas, had something to eat and returned by almost 10:00 PM. Tom was tired, he sat on his bed and turned the TV on to watch a porn video on the cable. A humongous cock was sliding in and out of the woman’s hurting pussy on the screen. Tom was expecting Sir White’s cock fucking his throat but he did not get his wish granted. Seeing Mr. White getting ready to retire, Tom shut the TV off and began to get ready to go. Their drinks were on the small round table in front of them. Beneath the table Mark was reserving a stool, presumably for me, by the efficacious method of using it as a footrest. They'd obviously been keeping an eye out for me; Caroline was waving to get my attention through the throng. I pushed my way through to them and Mark thrust the stool out with his foot for me to sit on."Hello," I said to them both, reminding myself to act confidently as I sat down on the stool. Mark responded with a. Stella Maris is clearly the best beauty among seven sexy tasty teen girls in my group: a shy tall blonde beauty with a ballet figure and way of walking. Curious for her looks I proposed, with the warm Indian Summer in early September, to skip the program at Wednesday and go together to the beach of the North Sea at less than twenty miles. I make sure to lay down next to Stella Maris in the warm sand to chat a bit with her and get a good look from close at her beauties. Indeed she practises.