Tan and black. He reminded me of my own mates. I wondered if they were missing me. Their bitch had left them very soon after the marriage.The handler ...as the owner, Fred Smith, a middle aged man, clean shaven, balding spectacled and with an ugly one inch scar down his left cheek. He gave me a nice smile and I warmed to him. I also liked Chip who knew exactly why I was here. He went straight for my pussy. He attacked it with enthusiasm and I found myself moaning into the ball gag. Even though my. She was on the terrace washing the clothes. I went upstairs. I got an instant boner as I saw her. She was squatting on the floor in front of a huge stone on which she washing the clothes. She had pulled her sari above her knees. Her smooth legs! Her pallu was thin and I could see her cleavage as she had bent down. There were small beads of sweat on her chest and boobs. I stood there for a few seconds. She saw me and asked what I needed. I gave her the towel and boxer. I turned around walked a. I drove to Sue’s and waited in my car for them to show up.Two minutes later headlights approached and Anne’s car stopped behind mine. Two doors opened, front and back, Sue and Sean got out and Anne drove away. Sue said it would be safer if Sean got a taxi from here as Anne was fairly pissed.We went inside and I went to the kitchen to get some beers. I gave Sean his beer , Sue was not in the room. She came in and rubbed Sean’s tummy and smiled. Sitting down I asked what they had been up to in. “Putting the sex stuff aside, how was your trip?”Sasha practically swooned into the corner of the couch. “Absolutely amazing.”Adrienne snuggled up alongside her girlfriend. “Really, it was amazing,” she agreed.I smiled. “Tell me all about it.”While the daytime view of San Francisco Bay from our 35th-floor apartment was pretty spectacular, the nighttime view was even better. From our vantage point, we could see the 80 freeway far below, AT&T Park to the south, and the lit-up Bay Bridge to the.