I nodded.Kate looked at me. “And you, you were feeling strong? I love you, Tom, but you’re not exactly Dwayne Johnson.”I blushed again, but for ... different reason. “Hey, I’m ... um...” No, she was right, I realized. I’ve said it before: I’m a lover, not a fighter. “Do you know what’s going on, Kate?”“I think so. Remember when you told me about the fun you had with that lady in the sauna? She was horny, acting like she could smell Demie’s scent on you, but you were certain that wasn’t. "Oh! You poor kid!" Charlie said. "I'm cold myself and I've got all this clobber on." I'm just about coping, thanks, Charlie. I'll be able to hang on until the Consul gets here and sorts this out. You have got in touch with the Embassy, I hope?" First thing I did when I heard about all this. Trouble is I only got hold of the Duty Clerk. Bad time of night to be trying to raise any of those desk-bound wallahs. No one in authority expected until nine. That's two more hours before they hear about. Then just as he was about tongue fuck her hole she arched her back, eyes rolled back, toes curled, a spasm rocked through her body and she let forth the loudest guttural moan ever coupled with a massive explosion of pussy juices. It covered his face and kept coming. He kept fingering her wet pussy as it kept gushing delicious juices. He was able to get three fingers in and then she stopped. Her body shook a few times and her body was covered in sweat. She looked down at him with glossy eyes and. Bob walked round and opened the car door for her and gave her his hand to guide her out, Frankie pulled at her skirt trying to pull it as far down as she could though it was only 19” in total anyway there wasn’t much pulling she could do, so she walked to the door with Bob close behind her, no sooner had she closed the door then Bob’s fingers where back inside her pussy punching away at her g-spot while she tried to walk in the house, she gave in to him in the hallway and just let him do what.