My wife was also sleeping (passed out) but I was still close to sober and decided to go for a walk by myself to explore the beautiful beach. The beach...was really very beautiful: very soft white sand and very clear blue-green water and of course the beautiful Brazilian girls in their miniscule bikinis (they jokingly call them “dental floss”) running up and down the beach showing off their pretty bodies. I dove into the warm water and swam a while until I literaly bumped into one of those. " "NO WAY !!! " I said. So here we were me with my cock in her ass and she is pushing as hard as she can to drop this turd. When we hear a scream coming from the house.I quickly pulled out of Gabby and she just let the turd fly when I did. Put back on the shorts and started to run. Fearing something bad might have happened. As I ran up to the house I saw two figures one was Diem and the other was someone I couldn't recognize from that far away. As I got closer to the house I realized it was. The scar on my thigh from an Iraqi bullet was gone. Two of a set of three scars, that I hadn’t paid attention to in years, were still there.I’d undergone a long growth spurt between my thirteenth and sixteenth birthdays, gaining over a foot in those three short years. As a result, that time in my life had been marked by extreme clumsiness and resulted in one major scar per year. When I was thirteen, I’d tripped over my own two feet while running down the sidewalk and smashed face first into a. It couldnt be a nice descent car. No it had to be the old school Honda with god knows what. Well just try and get it fixed. you know once you get it running it will be incredible. Then you can take your other prized possession out to cruise along the highways. Youll like it watch Sure I guess (hahaha) We begin to head our cars and me trying to be the great friend tell him to give me his keys so i can head over and open his car before he gets there with his lady in those muscular arms of his. I.