The nudie bars in Bangkok are something special.I’d never been to Ancient Greece either ... the boys and their watches took care of that. It’s pre...ty smelly and boys and men are more than popular.World War Two in Europe? I’d as soon not go there again ... although, I now know where Goering’s gold is hidden.19th century whaling?I am beginning to wonder about Six and Four. We’ve been elephant and tiger hunting in 18th century India, Burma and Tibet.Ever seen a fifty foot long Burmese python? I. A reflection of two men, one older and bald the other younger, appears in the mirror, framed in a nearby window at the back. How long have they been there?With her clothes and pack hidden in a new local woven bag, Matilda blends in with other shoppers. Stopping to drink coffee and mint tea off a dusty lane later, not actually knowing whether Muslim women also do this, Matilda again spots the two men she saw in the mirror standing off on the other side of the lane.“Scheisse. Are they following. I was really getting engaged with my sweet pussy now and had most of the fingers of one hand buried deep inside doing things that I imagined Daddy Bill would do if I spread my legs open for him in unmistakable invitation. I knew that when push came to shove he was weak like every other man and the scent of pussy would be all he needed to make the right decision.My saliva was flowing full time because the taste of his pre-cum was a trifle bitter to me reminding me of the acid in oranges and not. He tweaked her nipple through her shirt and laughed when she arched, a succulent bend of flesh. When Ida moaned, too hot to be teased, too desperate to be ignored, Jon felt his member grow harder. He shoved his hand down her pants, tugging at her underwear, fingers dipping into her heat. He shoved a finger in, pleasantly surprised at her tight, warm heat. She was not a virgin but she blushed like one. He kept a rigid pace until she tensed and moaned. ‘Please, don’t tease me,’ Ida hissed into.