Zoe placed the iPod on her lap as she opened the note. In pretty neon green gel pen was written, ‘Just press play and listen. Please listen. Really ...isten.’ Zoe figured she could give the one nice person in her life a last request. She placed the earbuds in her ears and let her thumb circle over the play button. After some hesitation she pressed play. An acoustic guitar’s melody came through and entered her head. At first she just listened to the rhythm and then she remembered the note, so she. Arthur had watched this particular bridge every day for the past week. He was so tired that he was tempted to skip it, nothing had happened so far but he would nearly die if he missed it. Ahead through gaps in the trees Arthur saw movement, he picked up his pace but not enough to draw attention. There was a figure on the bridge. ‘Wait a second,’ he said to himself, ‘a young man wearing a yellow shirt and a red beret… Oh Hell! Not yet!’ Arthur saw the scene unfold, unable to stop it. The French. Ben kneeled in front of him and unzipped and pulled down his pants, exposing his rock hard cock. Ben didn’t even touch it with his hands, immediately taking it into his skilled mouth. Starting at Alex’s balls and moving on up Ben softly caressed Alex’s cock with his tongue. He easily deep throated Alex’s entire cock to the point where Alex was about to burst. Ben seemed to sense that as he removed Alex’s meat from his mouth and requested that he try the same on him. Ben slipped off his jeans. With that Isabella turned on some music and the three of them began to dance.Hekla was wearing a vest top, short skirt and leggings, Isabella a tight-fitting dress with holdups, Freja wore a led zeppelin t-shirt and tight fit jeans. Although we had all seen their bodies in Bikinis and us girls had seen much more, their sexy dancing in clothes, in such an incongruous location was having the desired effect. Once more I was becoming aroused. What’s more, I now couldn’t think of anything better.