Good luck in Hamburg.”I made my way to the side of the pool and climbed out. Our conditioning coach was waiting there and he threw his arm across my...shoulders.“Berserker, huh?” he grinned.“I’ll never complain again about those pulleys again,” I grinned back.If you ever studied ancient history or studied classical paintings, you may have come across references to the Bacchanalia of Rome; debauched festivals in honour of the god of wine, freedom, intoxication, and ecstasy. Those are pretty good. She too was also getting comfortable with my touch. I knew I must strike now or I’ll lose my opportunity. Finally, I held her hand tight and kept our hand in the middle of her thigh near her navel where I can easily touch it. In Dhaka, roads are a nightmare and lot of holes in it. So I took my car in a hole.She shook with a big jerk I pretend to hold her as does not fall. But, in this opportunity, I put my hand on her breast and pushed her to sit tight. Even through bad road I kept my hand in. I couldn't take that."Now I was the one in danger of tears. "I just realized how very much I meant what I said. I suspect that I've been falling in love with you for a while. Tonight when you cried I passed the point of no return. However, there's a big obstacle that could prevent any relationship between us -- the difference in our ages."Shannon looked at me quizzically. "How old do you think I am?" I'd have guessed your age at about thirty-five." Actually you're very close. I'll be. I feel heat rise up in my face as my anger reaches it peak. "Then you'll need a worse punishment, something you won't enjoy!" I shout as I quickly go behind her. I rub my finger across her cunt getting it wet with her juice, then I take it to her ass. I push in hard, forcefully going through the tight muscles, and start pumping hard, its tight, and I can tell its hurting her. She yelps when I gain entry, asking me to stop, pleading with me. I pump faster, loosening it up a bit for what is about.