After a quick shower, I picked up my voice mails from home and returned a couple of calls for work and then got dressed into some nicer clothes. I kne... there were a mall and a restaurant within walking distance of the hotel and I had also seen a photo store featuring fast film development next door. I grabbed my three rolls of film and left the room to walk over to the stores. My first stop was the one hour photo store and gave the rolls to a young woman named Kate. She was a very cute tall. Wiggling a bent finger, my wife summoned mecloser. There were smiles and snickers as I hobbled near to them. Theguests sat and I found myself looking at their legs and even being ableto peek partway under their skirts. My wife left the room to get themglasses of wine. She returned and handed them out , then sat down withher own drink."Well, Ducky," she said to me. "Aren't you going to say hello to Annieand Brenda?"When I didn't react, she pantomimed a beak opening and closing. Iunderstood. She had no intention of turning Fyodor down, however. He would be the first Russian to win entry rights to her pussy. This prospect had excited her so much the night before that Vic the Vibrator had played Russian lover in her bed and she had come very hotly indeed. Afterwards she had reviewed her European collection. It featured seven Britons, one Irishman, three French, one German, three Italians, a Spaniard, a Surinamese Dutchman, a Dane, a Norwegian and a Greek. She decided that a Russian. She moaned loudly, and pulled my head to hers. I gave her a tender kiss before she said to me, “Fuck me, Pastor John.” I didn’t need any encouragement as she slid down her panties. I positioned my cock at her pussy, her beautiful, tight, shaved pussy, just as I had imagined it. Before I plunged myself into her, I asked her one more time. “Are you sure?” She smiled. “More than anything I’ve ever known.” That was all I needed. I felt my cock, harder than it’s even been, plunge into her pussy..