She opened her cloth bag slung over her left shoulder and produced a pair of sunglasses, which fell out of her hands. With the grace of a ballerina, s...e bent over to collect her glasses and provided me a tantalising view of her firm thighs! I noticed they came together to her swollen mound pressed hard into the brief gusset of her white panties and firm outlines around each of her labia majora. Beds of sweat dripped from my brow. I could have sworn I saw a thin line of dampness on her. “I wish my phone buddy was that effective. I’ve never seen you cum so quick.” “Oh?” I said, raising an eyebrow. “You have a lot of phone sex do you?” Sarah put an innocent look on her face and said, “All the time, but I always think of you.” “Now you’re just trying to make me feel guilty. You don’t really mind if I spend the evening with Fran do you?” Fran didn’t know I had gone over to the girls side, as they. The hotel cook comes on duty in 45 minutes. And quite frankly, he couldn’t fry an egg if his life depended on it.”“No, nothing. Coffee is fine.” Eugene looked to Anderson. “You have your own kitchen staff here?”“No Sergeant Syddahl heard that I was going to be in town this morning and insisted that he provide a decent meal. He is quite accomplished. I have had the most amazing rat stews that he created.”Aghast Eugene exclaimed, “Rat? A rat stew? My god man, why?”“Well, we were kind of short on. Kissing me forcefully as you claw my shirt open. Standing up and smiling. You spin around and start unbuttoning your dress behind your back. I watch enraptured as they come off one by one by one… Revealing the strap of your bra. The smooth skin of your back… You’re wiggling your hips and then you slope the dress off your shoulders and it hits the ground. I’ve got that view in front of me. Your arse. Your bare back. The black strap of the bra contrasted against your pale back. You spin and land.