.So why you say Canada?For Christ sake, because you say you don't know where is Quebec!OK, but if you say you don't know Norway ... I don't say that m... country is Japan...Shit! Canada isn't Japan. Canada, it's my country.Oh, your country is not Quebec anymore?...My country is Quebec. But my country, it can be Canada too, if the person I'm speaking to not know where is Quebec, Tabarnak!I don't understand...Look, it's simple: I come from the Province of Quebec, in the country of Canada.Ok! But I. F’s sister she also knew of my relationship with her sister, she supports it as she respects me and we were family friends and travel is 12hrs,now coming back to the story, our train started still now i was having high respect for because as a single women she managing her family and his useless husband debt as well ,When we were settling our luggage she was pending to stuff her luggage under her birth while doing so her navel is visible and some hairy linings downwards i can’t take my eyes off. "Mike I don't need your help go tuck your sister in"."Maybe not to argue but to get this loser out yea do, and Haley's sound asleep". I said with a grinon my face."John just go home please". "Fine but we're through I'm sick of coming second to your kids". He said as he closed the the door.''Happy, you and those stupid dimples of your, God your just like your father"."Thanks, but if I'm truly like him you won't mind if I do this" I said as I grabbed her nice firm ass.My father always grabbed her. Aimee fell sprawling to the floor. Her shapely trim little thighs fell sprawling open providing an unforgettable erotic display of a modest wife in a most unladylike position.Beth quickly came down on top of her. Aimee's sexy slender thighs fell open. With her thighs gaping wide open, her baize panties were now in full view.Struggling, Aimee and Beth started rolling over and over each other on the mattress. Both wives, no doubt previously schooled by their husband's advice, wildly struggled.