Par maine use kaha thoda shant ho jao… kuchh nahi honga… aur thodehi der mei aur thoda shot lagaya.. aur pura lund aandar chala gaya….uski toh c...ikh hi nikal ne wali thi, par maine kiss karke uski chikh daba di.Shruti ke shant hote hi shruti ne bola, dhire dhire karte raho abhi dard kaam hai….. fir kyat ha shot pe shot aur uski aawaz chikh se kaab moaning mei convert hue pata hi nahi chala… muzhe andar pura garam lag raha tha. Lag raha tha lund kisi garam bhatti mei daal diya ho. Edhar shot. I've never been very shy, I always figured the worst that can happen is nothing. Anyway, there was one particular girl I'd noticed almost every time I'd come in and sometimes she was with someone, sometimes not. A few times previously she'd come close to me as I sat at the bar and we'd said hello, but that was it. This night it looked like she was alone, but I'd seen guys talking to her, and she'd smile and shake her head, and they'd leave. So maybe she was waiting for someone.It was still. I caressed her breasts and found them very firm which was a surprise as they were quite large. Her nipples rose against my hand and I slipped my hand under her top and also under her bra and found her nipples nice and hard. The last breasts I had felt that big had small nipples and these were much larger. I reached down and sucked on her nipple and she moaned. I took turns sucking each nipple and after a short time I pulled her top and bra over her head. I pushed her back onto the bed and. "What is your name, pretty lady?" he said switching to Swedish."Karen," I replied in Swedish also."Pleased to meet you," he said, "My name is Karl. Would you like to drink something, a coke perhaps?"Karl was around forty, tall, slim and handsome. He had a beautiful eyes and a pleasant smile. I liked him."Coke will be fine," I replied, "You speak Swedish quite fluently." Yes, and English and French too," Karl laughed, "That is why my company keeps shunting me from one international exhibition to.