“Now there’s two of us, we can work together, go abroad and search Europe, Asia, America!” “Ok” Steve said in a quiet voice, “Just don’t...leave me here.”For the next ten years Steve and Gary travelled the world, seeing breathtaking sights and things that would haunt their nightmares. They got along well enough, friends through desperation rather than mutual interests, occasionally falling out, but always staying together. But they found no-one, and ten years later found themselves back in. Overall it was a simple display of what he really thought of women in general. And how he had no respect for them. None whatsoever. Stephane was the one playing out of his depths. Stephane DeLaurie was about to enter a traumatic time in his relatively young life. That, in itself probably was a drastic understatement. Stephane DeLaurie, at some time in the very near future, would, on several occasions, wish he was dead. But death would never be an option for him. That would be a too easy. And Mr. Khar. Let me just wait until they finish”, she said sarcastically as she placed a copy on the doorstep. Vijaya was very much annoyed by the view of the couple having sex. Her frustration grew as she saw few more houses with sex activity going inside.When she reached the end of the road and the final house didn’t respond, she was hell-bent on interrupting their sex. Vijaya simply stood there ringing the bell until someone answered. Unfortunate for her, no one did. Then she suddenly heard. After a long long time of making out where other body parts found each other, she ended up sitting on my lap with my wood pressed against her pussy, my hands on her ass and hers on my neck. We were necking still, and the passion had built up with the kisses becoming more fervent and rough. We were swapping saliva like it didn’t matter. Despite the build up and the raw passion, the kissing was still sweet. I was constantly reminded of how it differed from my encounters with ramya with were more.