Narrowing my eyes at you, I smiled and then fake coughed. “I am very sick.” I said very sarcastically. “I have food poisoning and cannot come to...work today.” I giggled as you looked at me with shock in your eyes. “You called in to work? You can’t do that.” You said as you pulled me closer. “Too late, I already did. I guess you’ll have to punish me.” I said, teasing you. “Really? Punish you huh? I’ll keep that in mind.” You said as you resumed kissing me. I was thankful that you found me playing. "Hi! you are just gorgeous"! He replied. "Thanks for that!" I replied again. He bought some drinks and drove me to the seaside. The place is rather dark and I suppose no one would be around at that place at that hour. We started our conversation, he commented on how nice it would be if he could give me a hug, upon hearing his request, I looked straight to his eyes and our lips meet... we kissed and while we are kissing wildly, I could feel his hands moving around me... He slid his hand in my. We got inside my SIL locked the front door and undressed then pulled her boots back on I looked at my wife"now you can watch your SIL get fucked in nothing but boots instead of a video baby" As soon as I finished my sentance I felt my SIL take my whole cock in her mouth while my wife undressed then stopped and looked up "we planned this for a while now I have to do whatever my SIL tells me to while we fuck" my wife gave 4 ground rules bareback only, almost all anal, cum inside her, and she. ‘We’re merely exchanging value for value.’ The Irish Hunger Memorial was just north of the World Financial Center. A grim facade greeted the pair as they approached the monument. The loud speakers played quotes about the famine mixed with Irish music. The narrow space that lead into the memorial made Hanna and Jovita feel a bit claustrophobic. It opened up to the roofless ruins of an old Irish cottage. The path continued up to the roof of the landmark which was landscaped to resemble an Irish.