”“And what does that mean? We have to take adequate food with us. You can’t fish for food, if that’s what you’re referring to — not here i... Germany. Even residents here have to take a two-week course or something like that to get a license to fish, and chances are the license would be even harder for tourists to get.”“Unless ... you know the right people,” she said with a giggle. “I told Charles what we needed and our reason, and as I said, he said the license could be obtained through the. He starts begging me to cum. I feel it coming up my cock now, I'm slamming him with full force, almost making him do the splits with his legs being spread. I shove my cock all the way in him and start to cum. While I'm doing this, he's hollering and telling me how much it burns. He's moaning just as much as I am. After I'm done cumming, he's still laying there out of breath. I pull out of him just as quick as I put it in... any bottom knows how much that can hurt. He yelps and rolls over to his. "Julie! I'm sorry! I..." It's okay," she said and coughed for a while. Then she grinned wide and said, "But now it's my turn." What do you mean?" I asked. "Now we fuck normally, right? But I don't think I have any more spunk left in me after that." No! Now I ride you and you make me come with your mouth." Sure," I said. "I love sucking on pussies." Then you'll love this!" She pushed me onto my back. In an instant, she had straddled my head, hovering her ass just inches above my face. I was. His hands are by his sides, and the ember of his spliff glows near the left one like a loyal firefly.I frown.“How do you know my name, anyway?”“I’ve been watching you.”Again, my paranoia flares. Has he been watching me? Would I even have known? Perhaps Mutant John set this whole thing up! No, wait, it wasn’t Mutant John - it was someone much worse.It was me. I look at my spliff again. It has gone out, so I click the red Bic a few times and get it going. I shouldn’t smoke too much of this, I.