It was difficult for me to comprehend all of the slurred dialects being spoken from the hinterlands but every now and then some school taught French e...tered my ears with a delicate flavor of civilized breeding. I saw a very dirty looking female perched on her rump on the back of a jouncing cart in front of me. She had sparkling eyes and a nubile air of repressed sensuality about her. Each bump in the road set her well-endowed breasts to jumble and quiver in erotic fashion. She hiked up her. I quickly moved into the changing rooms to escape his view, I decided to get changed and just try to avoid him, if he was my teacher he had already seen me.As I stripped my clothes off, "Nice cock" called a stranger, I blushed and proceeded to put on my towel.I found a small sauna room at the back of the changing room, I opened the door and stood in amazement as I watched a young black guy with a large cock being sucked off by an old man, I didn't want to get involved so I left and tried to. ”“May I ask what you saw?”“I saw my wife and her lover come out of their hotel room and after I greeted them, his head exploded.”“Do you know how?”“Officer Wilson, I don’t own a gun, I didn’t hire anyone to shoot Brian Howland, and I never even stepped towards them. It just like the last time this happened.”“The last time? This has happened before?”“Yes. It was about, what Deb, three months ago?” I looked at my cowering wife, still behind the officer.“Y ... yes ... three months,” she. The view of the slow-moving river and forest looked like a scene out of a painting. When we came to the top, we startled three deer. The two females looked pregnant.Zoe and I got off the horses, walked to the edge, and just took in the sights.“Why did you not show up the other day?” I asked, referring to our appointment in the music room.She looked away and blushed.“I was being too brazen. I just couldn’t do it again. I came to tell you, and that girl was there. I told her to tell you I.