‘We might I guess.’ I said as I turned the car onto the boulevard. ‘But I might have something even better.’ I concluded. ‘Oh yeah, what?’...She asked. ‘I picked up a little bud this afternoon. She just might like that better than wine.’ I said as I drove toward Peggy’s apartment. Julie responded, ‘Oh she likes beer?’ I chuckled at that and corrected her, ‘Not Budweiser. Bud, pot, reefer, marijuana, dope, ya know, a little smoke.’ ‘Oh,’ She said finally comprehending. ‘I’ve never done any of. The destination which we discussed were Mexico, USA, Bangkok, Macau, finally after study we decided Europe to be the destination. So we planned something like this land at UK – Netherlands – Germany – France – Spain – Portugal- Dubai- India.So in summers we packed our bag & flew off to fulfilling our fantasies, my wife like a good daughter in law was all dressed up from head to toe while leaving home but as soon as she entered airport she changed into denim shorts and t shirt, exposing her. The water rounded over the jets just as he turned them on and then sticking his arms out he motioned me to him and I smiled, and ,with his help, I climbed into the tub and knelt before him. The padded jelled floor felt good on my knees and as I settled between Masters legs, I found my need to , once again ,please him. I leaned forward and kissed his softening cock. I wrap lips around his simi hard cock and suck gently. The taste of us makes me want to cum again and I force my body to feel the. “If it was good, sometimes they’re thinking about where they’re going to shoot it on the next go-round.” “Well, that sounds like a bit of a lie to me. When the seed departs, conscience rushes in to fill the void,” she said. “That’s simplistic and unfair. There’s a transformation that takes place, in terms of brain chemicals, sure. But to call it conscience…” “Is distressingly accurate,” she smiled, squeezed his sac and put her tongue in his mouth. He sucked it and pressed his roving fingers.