I had not noticed it until then. “Is that understood and accepted?” Both girls nodded. “Say it!” As one, the two women acknowledged it was und...rstood and acceptable. Alexandra turned to me. “Sit with me on the sofa. We will enjoy the spectacle of these two whores fighting to avoid the punishment. They are friends but Balkan friends are never to be trusted.” Inwardly I groaned at her crass stupidity but I nodded in agreement. I had a part to play after all. We sat and Alexandra motioned for them. The willingness of her moist sex encourages him and she feels his delight pressing into her back as he shifts slightly to the right to better reach her. He slides his hand back up until that wicked center finger hovers over that which craves his touch. Small circular motions pressing infinitely closer each time brings a low moan from her lips. Kim lays her head back on his shoulder and looses herself in the feelings. A wicked thought enters his mind and he lifts his hand, seeking hers, before. She too had become bold enough to slide her dupatta down frequently and give me a captivating view of her round breasts with a deep cleavage.I displayed the bulging area of my pelvic region to the fair young lady to show how pleased I was to meet her. We were busy playing the seduction game when that short bastard (her husband) arrived unexpectedly. He ordered her to come down and took her to their confirmed berths.After making my way inside several bogies, I spotted the fair young lady seated. ‘The important thing is that I DID find her. Now, our time is limited. Unless Jean relents, we need to come up with a plan and do it soon. The girl only has an hour for lunch.’ As if on cue, a waiter in a grimy apron appeared. I hadn’t seen him coming, since I was facing the wall in the last booth of the diner. ‘Nothing for her right now,’ Jo said, waving him away. ‘We’ll order in awhile.’ ‘Yes, Ma’am,’ the waiter said, actually bowing and backing away. I felt a little disappointed, and not a.