...Well back when i was younger i knew a guy named Lupe. I was about 18 and he was about 32. He was a gay guy that everyone in town knew. I skipped sc...ool one day and Lupe stopped by. Well anyway i heard a knock on the door. It was Lupe he asked if he could use the bathroom and i said okay and i went to my room. Lupe uses the bathroom then walks into my room. He was a little pissed because his buddy Thomas was not at home. Thomas and Lupe were fuck buddies. Lupe was telling me how Thomas and. We had trouble getting another driver.”“Must be jet lag,” he quipped. “Here I thought it was the middle of the night.”“Very clever. Need anything?”“No. Just a pillow.”“John and Joyce already put pillows and blankets on board for us. Make sure you’ve got your declaration.”“Got it.”“And passport.”“Oh. Yeah. Anything else?”“Let’s go.” They went out the front of the inn and Jim met them at the bus.“It looks like you’re set. Here’s the itinerary of where we’re playing so you can direct the bus right. I was curious to see how you would accomplish my task, but you casually took your purse and pretended to search for something in it. Not finding the object of your “search” you then proceeded to search on the floor for it. It was so well done the only indication I had that you had accomplished my task was the way your eyes rolled back as you settled back into your seat after "finding" whatever it was you were looking for. Your final 'no' was mostly due to bad luck, and nothing to do with having. It is amazing. I don’t ever want it to stop. She has two fingers in my asshole and two in my pussy as her tongue is glued to my clit. I start to come, and it just goes on and on, like rolling thunder beyond the horizon.“Mitsko” I say when I can speak again “I really need you to do something for me.”She looks into my eyes and nods. I go on. I can’t believe the words that are coming out of my mouth, but I need her to hear them, so I speak clearly and deliberately. “There is a box under my bed. In.