She'd needed to as the ass void had filled to such a point the cramps were driving her crazy.The pulley bucket had nearly emptied the pint plus of liq...id before her body had finally had enough. The fluid had filled and lubricated her so much that after the fifth hour her sphincter had with some effort given way, allowing her to shit the golf ball size plug out.She had groaned in pleasurable relief as her ass spurted filthy water and for a few moments she looked like some crazy human water. “Bolkar usne mujhe kiss kiya, mere haatho ko chuchi par dabaya aur uthkar wo bhee bedroom chali gaee.Karishma ne frock pahna thaa. Knee bend thaa aur frock knee se neeche aa gaya thaa. Uski puree thighs nangi thee. Nangi, chikni, kasee huee jaanghe, mai kuchh karta, sochta wife coffee lekar aa gaee.“ beta, ek ghanta padhai kar lo, phir khana khayenge…”Wife ne Karishma se kaha aur wo bhee turant uthkar mere gaalo ko chumkar andar chali gaee.Manju mujhe cup haath mey dekar saamne baithne lagi to. Her tongue in my mouth felt like velvet, but alive, wet and moving. My hands found their way down her back. Found their way under the elastic waistband of her pants and panties. They found themselves hugging the soft, hot round globes of her ass. The intensity of out kissing along each other's neck, of tongues dipping into ears, and lips sucking earlobes, gave way to wet mouths pressed against one and other, tongues wrestling and exploring, seeking the new joy of each other.Her pants and. She asked me what my name was and when I told her, she told me She was my escort, her name was Sophie and she would look after me all the way to London. She wiped the tears from my eyes and took my hand. I stood up and noticed she was at least a foot taller then me, she had such long legs. She put her arm round me and guided me to my seat on the plane.It was a going to be a long flight, but Sophie kept my spirits up, she told me, she visited Tokyo many times and loved bringing back Japanese.