I saw one tailor shop across the street, there was only one tailor in it who was looking bit handsome. I didn’t knew what was in my mind and went to...him. He greeted me and said ” yes mam, what can I do for you?”. I casually asked ” do you stitch female blouse, and I want I by tomorrow itself?’ He said sure I will stitch and asked for the cloth.He showed me some cloth he had and I selected a red colored one for stitching. He took me inside one room for measurements. I was excited about the fact. Then her big wet can was up in the air and right in my face I added some more soap onto my palm and rubbed it between her fleshy buttocks. Immediately, she let loose with a BIG WET AIR BISCUIT RIGHT IN MY FACE. The Japanese cherry blossom soap was still kind of gloopy, but clear enough for me to see her crapper open right up and cause the kind of bubbles you expect to see from nuclear sludge on the Simpson's show. My dick was rock hard by now and I pushed two fingers into her loose brown knot.. It is this that had persuaded Sheila and myself to carry on. He seemed to have no problem with kissing and cuddling Sheila in my presence (Great!!). It has always turned me on seeing them at this stage.So, Sheila and the lad cuddling, I then said I had to send off some e-mail.Went to the study, where I just stood and shook, imagining what might be happening. It is a feeling which is quite indescribable.About 10 minutes later, Sheila came to me and said that the lad was going home. And he went. " But I'm damn sure she knew that already. "So, where are we going?" "I promised you some dancing right?" I took her to Fuego, this real, live reggaeton club, that I liked. We spent most of the night grinding to Pit Bull, Kat DeLuna, and Daddy Yankee. Later we went to the upper house where she taught me to salsa, bachata, and meringue. After we left I took her to one of my favorite spots, it used to be a playground, now it was just a wide open space where you could see every star in the.