I enjoyed the the show and spent less time looking at Ann's face and more time watching her body. I could hardly concentrate on what we were talking a...out. I was really starting to get light headed from the arousal.As we walked, Ann and I talked about our lives. Ann told me that she lost her husband two years ago and that they were together since they were in high school. She stated that although she has kept herself busy, spending time with her two grandchildren; she has felt lonely without. .. well ... some of us wanted ... to see Sevastopol, Yalta and Odessa in the Crimea. The instructions said call during non visiting hours before visiting. The some of us who wanted to see was limited to Zoe Flintkote ... and JW ... husband to Zoe ... because JW knew the golden rule... If momma ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy.Because we were visiting during non visiting hours our reception was by receptionist ... the thirteen year old daughter of the Consul General ... and only because she was. He even had his survival pack that was a must on our trips out. It was a green army ammo pouch with a zip lock baggy containing, Band-Aids, crackers (which was eaten the first hour) first aid cream, matches (which I found out later they used up a whole book of matches trying to light dew damp leaves for a fire, to cook their sardines) Can of sardines (gone) Pen and Paper. Some hard candies and a Texas annual hunting rules and regulations booklet for that year. They went across the highway and. Gladly! I thought, cock ready for that beautiful fuck slut. I sat her up and forced my cock beyond beautiful pouty lips. She opened wide, and held it there as I worked the head against the entrance of her throat over and over. Mmmm this was going to get good, I thought. Holding her head with both hands I face fucked her good. She took it like a champ! After a while, I noticed Rick was doing something with the video camera. I know now he was putting in a new tape, which was fortunate as I.