Mother. You two might could provide some support to eachother." Sure, that would be great," Amanda said before leaving."Sorry it took so long my love,... she told Nicholas as they walked to thecar. "I know you talked a lot to Andrea. Did you feel okay talking toher?" She was okay," Nicholas said. "She seemed really nice."He was still a little more stoic than Amanda would have preferred. Butafter all that he had been through, Amanda couldn't blame him."Mandy, can I ask you a question?" Nicholas. We don't talk; he wants to investigate. His hands disappear eagerly under my skirt and knead my buttocks. He licks my stomach and bites softly now and then. I go with it; I sit on him and kiss him. His hands drop to my thighs. My head is turned off and my body wins. How I want this, I want him. I take off my shirt and bra; his eyes glare at my breasts. As his hands continue to explore, I push my breasts into his face. He takes hold of my nipple and bites it gently. Then he stops, takes my hand,. One of them had really tanned/olive skin, a real mediteranean look. The other also a great tan. Looked like both shaved their bodies. I noticed a lot of people staring at them they were so hot.After a few minutes one of them said hi to me and we started to chat. I couldn’t stop looking at their bodies, especially the bulge in their tiny speedos. The darker guy was a flight attendant from Israel, in town for 48 hours on a layover. The other lived here. I asked them how long they had known each. Both my parents are working and I was in college. It was study holidays for me and I was at home, alone, pretty bored. I lived in the ground floor of an apartment. There was this watchman, tall and dark, but not really handsome. He was young – must have been only 25. But he was very well built. Being so white complexioned, I always had a fantasy of having dirty sex with a dark tall man, preferably from a worker class. I had just finished masturbating, when a wild idea struck me. I called the.