"See who I dragged in?" Alison asked with a smile, not seeming to mind."Yeah, indeed! Hi, Amy. What happened? -- Actually, first let me get dressed."W...en the supplies were put away and the two travelers could relax with their feet up, the story began."Well, your little wriggly things are enterprising and devious. I'm pregnant too." Oh ... From when?" I guess my calculations weren't quite right one time." Um, congratulations?" Yes, thank you." How long are you staying?" I'm staying forever. Or. “Well, you might even like that, huh?” Brian smiled as they all stood up and Nick went to get dressed and Katie stood still naked watching Nick’s body slowly disappear behind his clothes. She sighed quietly and turned to Brian. “I’m not sure I want this weekend to end, but I guess it eventually has to.” Brian kissed her cheek and nodded. “Eventually, it must end,” he responded. They said their goodbyes and Katie watched Nick leave for the final time out their door into the hallway. She turned. Just when I thought he was going to drive it in he moved away and returned with something cool and slick. Squirting plenty on and into my asshole he rubbed his cock head against my asshole before leaning over me and using his body to press my legs further up. His cock moved up and down on my crack before settling against my asshole. Pushing his hips forward he began pressing his cock against my asshole which was giving in to the pressure by stretching wider and wider. When it became apparent it. The Sex Museum was opening up in readiness for the tourists. It’s hugely popular. I have been there and it’s SO tacky.Some peculiar relics, ancient dildos, and some horrible tableaux with showroom dummies dressed up. Enough to put you off sex forever.As I walked along my thoughts kept interrupting me, pushing out the ‘here and now’ and allowing HER to intrude. I was almost at Dam Square and I needed a drink. Down a side street. A bar. Any bar. Suddenly … “O'Reilly's Irish Pub!” Perfect! It was.