. no, it was the person he craved. If he could explain what he knew, maybe if Ramon understood that Ziggy understood, he’d relax, be more honest wit... himself, more accepting of what he was. What Ziggy was.He sat up and looked down to the end of the room to where Eric and Scott were curled up under their blankets. Those guys slept like the dead, and you couldn’t wake them up with a bugle blast.Ziggy knew he might never have a better chance to talk to Ramon. There were less than three weeks of. Running out to the car I start up and set off at the first set of lights I call my boss and explain that there has been a crash at the junction and I am going to be 10 minuets late ………I am such a bad girl….At the next set of lights I pull up my skirt and take the picture of my cunt on the car seat my legs showing and a quick one of my chest nipples sticking out like big pencil rubbers …..my phone pings in my hand ….a message…….Where are my pictures??? I jumped with surprise nearly dropping my. He fiddled down there, not minding that he was making as much contact with my dick as with his wife’s cunt. He got his hands slimy with our combined runoff and raised his hand to his wife’s mouth. She sucked the scum off of his fingers and then invited her husband to share a passionate kiss.“Oh, that’s delicious!” he proclaimed as he pulled away.“If you’d like more, you can help get us ready for round two,” Mrs. Banks directed. Her husband, knowing full well what she meant, started to. We wet our self for a while without touching each other before I broke the silence by pulling out her t shirt and taking the soap and started rubbing it on her back. It was totally sexy feeling.She complimented me for this saying her husband is not this romantic and sensual. She gently felt my bulge rubbing her ass while I opened her skirt and bikini and placed it on the shower screen. I slowly rubbed soap over her boobs and I could feel her nipples getting hard with my rub and the warm water.