Then she cried out again, her hips bucking and rocking against me, her buttock grinding, her arm flung back around me, as if desperately trying to hol... on. It wasn’t me that could hold it for long. It was her that came quickly. She was orgasmic. I liked that. As she came down. I continued to pump my cock in and out again. Her moans resumed, shaky from the peak, but still okay. “Faster,” she gasped. “Cum in me.” I held her tighter, arms wrapped around her, her back pressed to my chest as if. When she takes off her bottoms. you will be sure she can see what’s under the bottom of your dress. and the whole time she is going through her routine. you will have your hand inside my pants jerking me off.” Tina went through her routine in an extra slow manner. I think she was enjoying the idea of seeing Kashish get me off while watching her and when she was through she came over to us and said that she had never been asked to give that kind of performance. I told her that we were out for. Finally she said something in a quiet voice, something she could barely get out while crying,"But we, we women, we were just innocents. We never did anything to you. I was just caring for my family." Hah! Oh that is good! That is lovely! What you were -- you were just safe, or so you thought! Did you work in the war effort? Help out? Cheer the men and kiss them? What did you think your armies were doing when they invaded all those countries, playing games? They were destroying! Well, think of. ” She told me after kissing my cheek. Jean gripped my hand again as we landed and for both takeoff and landing on the second flight. The entire time that we were waiting for the second flight, she was sitting at the bar, drinking. “I love Spain and this drink” she told me as the barman poured Fanta Lemon onto about two inches of Gin in a tumbler. “Try it.” I did and I loved it so much that it’s the drink I always order whenever I’m in Spain.I had already met the directors of Sales and.