The slot was wide open, cunt lips unfurled like pink blossoms, foamy with pussy nectar. She placed three fingers down over her cunt mound and pulled h...r pussy up slightly as she gazed at it. She moved closer to the mirror. Using both hands now, she spread her cunt lips wide open.She was wondering if a donkey's cock could possibly fit up that creamy fuck-hole.She wasn't playing with herself. She was simply speculating on the maximum breadth of prick that her cunt could contain.But in the process. So we are a little late — with London the state its in — no-one will wonder why."The Ambassador sighed. "David, we had this conversation already. I can't emphasise enough what a coup it is that we have been invited to His Royal Highness private birthday celebrations." Um, to be accurate sir, tt was I who was invited." interrupted David with a grin."Now let's not quibble about technicalities" blustered the Ambassador. "This will be the first chance for a closer diplomatic rapprochement after the. I dried my eyes once more and I walked from the bathroom as he walked in closing the door behind him. I went to my bedroom and checked myself in the mirror. As I looked at myself in the mirror it came to me just what these feeling were I was having.I noticed that I rather had a glow about myself and even with just having a good cry, my eyes shined and sparkled. I started to realize it was all because of this boy named John. I walked back toward the kitchen and I saw John sitting with Uncle Mike. Whoever built the clubhouse for this pool had the big changing rooms and multiple stall bathrooms inside the clubhouse. Dad said it was because we were supposed to have all these big swim and tennis things going on all the time, so the club house would be open all the time. After the first electric bill for the lights and AC, it was only opened at the start of the summer, 4th of July picnic and for the very rare tennis tournament.At least the other kids, who lived to far away to run or bike.