Around an hour before we were to leave for the show my friend called my room to say she wasn't feeling well and didn't think she could make it but tha... her son and I should still go. I felt bad leaving her out but we went to the show and had a great time. After the show we called my friend to see if she was feeling better, hoping she would meet us at the hotel bar for some drinks, but she was still under the weather. Her son and I went to the bar had several drinks then started to our rooms.. I have a good “hand” rhythm developed, wiggling my ass to increase my sensations, my pleasures. The more excited I make myself, the wetter I get. The wetter I get, the more “sloshing” sounds can be heard, as I stick my fingers in and out of my pussy. . .here a sorta-kinda idea of the rhythm I am forcing you to witness. I use my right hand to hold my pussy wide open, forcing my clit to stick out. . .I can then run my finger over the tip of my clit (whoa– extra sensitive here) then stick my. Sarah loves to read women,s magazines which feature competitions and regularly entered them, but in years had only ever won a handbag so the family holiday win in amber Sands, Norfolk was a welcome windfall with all expenses except transport to and from London but as we had family rail saver tickets that resolved that problem so two weeks prior to school reopening in 1982 we arrived in Norfolk for a week,s break. As they provided baby sitters for a small fee in the evening Sarah and I often. Dawn and Lynda came to the hospital. The police officers told them only that she had been attacked and that she had asked the two gentlemen who had been with her to call her husband. Dawn and Lynda were shocked when the officers told them who the two men were. They looked at each other. How did they end up being the ones to come to her rescue… Dawn kept glancing at one of the officers. He was staring at her. She found him very attractive. I still have that weakness… He was a very sexy Hispanic.