- hello bastard, my ass wanting to party, are you going to feed him?- you're going to get fed up, don't worry.- Where are you taking me? I don't trust...you at all. - let's go close, you'll see. He drove to the outskirts, we left Seville and we took direction Merida, when we reached the crossing of the Pajanosas we left the highway and we entered an urbanization of very charming houses that advertised a golf course, we stopped in front of one of those houses.- We're here, bitch, get off.- Who. I had come a little prepared, with a white embroidered night shirt, but these little touches didnt really make Jaime smile- the morning saw him focused on other things and I left a bit disappointed. The abusive Mexican saw me at breakfast, and came over and asked for my number. OK, OK, I gave it to him, hes hardly Adonis, and not really full of charm, but in my day-job I need to network! Anyway, why my first diary entry at all. Because I received a bunch of flowers- Its valentines day, from a. I set the table, including the candles that I’d purchased, and had everything ready when I heard Jessica’s key in the door. I quickly lit the candles and waited for her to come in.“Oh! A romantic dinner! Do you think you’re going to get lucky just because you set out some candles?” she teased.“No, I’m going to get lucky because you made it quite clear this morning what was going to happen!”We hugged and she kissed me, and then we sat down to eat. I knew I had to tell her about Becky, but I. This wasn’t necessarily the best blow job I had received, but this was just so sexy! So incredibly dangerous! So incredibly satisfying. Just true love and devotion. Kama sutra!“Dekha kitni sari nikli!” (See how much came out!) she laughed.“Ahhhh!”, I sighed in relief.She just sat there, looking at me, with my cum droplets on her boobs.“Ma yeh kaisee piyaas hoti hai?” I asked (Maa what kind of a thirst is this?)“Beta yeh dil ki piyaas hai. Dil chahta hai ke tum ko sukoon ho” (Son this is your.