I could feel my heart rate rise as the anticipation of what I was going to get that little anus of hers to perform. My pants were soaking in anticipa...ion and the flight home had left me with dirty wet knickers that I was beginning to smell through my light dress and tights.I got together some old towels and we put them on the bedroom floor. I helped her out of her clothes and I wasn’t surprised to see that her knickers were very sweaty and smelled of her sex. A sour musky smell that drove my. She’s running back to her house. She must think I’m a perv. Going inside without a glance back she slams the door. I wonder if Mr. Adleson will emerge to have a talk with me or maybe even to whip my ass? Waiting for thirty or so minutes nobody emerges from their house. I can’t take it anymore and head to her front door, knocking, I get no reply, no answer. I finally give up with the weight of the situation on my shoulders feeling heavy enough to crush me. ~~~~~ I walk back across the street. ”“Don’t be sorry. Best tailoring measurements I ever had.”“I am glad you said that ‘cause if you had better, I would want to go there myself just to compare.”Over lunch, they talked about the sex life of elephants and John’s adventure travel trips. John explained that he was alone in his travel pictures because he was with married women known to the general public. They wanted more sexual experiences than they had at home. The wives would often ask John to make some specific sexual adventure. I'm no longer a walking erection, it takes a while to recover so don't spoil things for yourself and for us. Your vocabulary has improved also." Oh, you poor grandpa. Then you'll just have to wait a bit longer won't you. It's now MY turn to torture YOU! And don't try to change the subject. I was an Advertising major, I had to have a good vocabulary."Copying him in her slow moves she had been kissing along the exposed flesh as it came into view. Unlike her however he had on a tee shirt which.