She passed through the summer room with its elegant art nouveau club chairs. It had chaises longues, deep soft rugs on a marble floor and a dominating...sandstone fireplace. The ceilings were high and vaulted. The windows at the terrace's side ran all the way up in arched, deep bays. They let in the glorious sunlight.She walked from sunny spot to sunny spot. The light played over her body, until she arrived at an imposing double door of polished oak. She lifted the latch. Then she pulled both. My chest hairs caressing her hardened nipples as our tongues danced in a feverish melody. I could feel my hard cock slid between her legs and her slick wet pussy hair part above my cock. She was sliding her pussy lips across the top of my hard cock while we kissed. I felt her warm liquids coating my cock as we rocked back and forth. We were both in a lustful frenzy, our bodies electrically charged in a passionate embrace.This was all happening without hardly any words between us but then she. It would only be awhile now before I would be sucking in the crisp Scandinavian air. As I looked around at the other passengers clearly I was the only one dressed so scantily. I thought it normal for June but apparently others traveling to Sweden opted for pants or jeans and a shirt. I had quite the bit of skin exposed but there was nothing I could do now to change my appearance. I wanted to look good and this was what I decided on. Once we started boarding I shuffled into my seat and got. We were both at a standstill until the ambulance arrived. It finally slid to a stop in a cloud of dust and two people piled out. One was a woman and she immediately came over to the little girl while the sheriff corralled the man, begging him to do something about his broken arm. The woman went down on her knees opening her medical case and started treating the little girl."What happened, Sally? Did he get drunk and beat you up again?" I don't know why Daddy hit me this time, Miss Mertie. I was.