And what a car it was! A classic Black Mercedes Sedan from the mid 1960's. Alex stepped into the car without looking at me. I sort of just stood there...for a moment, feeling a little hesitant - and I admit, a little self-conscious. I mean, Alex wasn't THAT much older than me - two, maybe three years at the most. How could he afford a classic Mercedes that he parks in hourly parking for weeklong trips to Los Angeles? "Wow" I said, easing myself into the hand tooled leather interior. "Just kind of. The whole time he was in her mouth, she was turned with her legs open and I had the perfect HD view from the camera from her high heels, right up between her legs to her shaved wet pussy. Her body was squirming on the table and she was clearly struggling to breathe and swallow him as he held her mouth tight on his dick. That had to be one of the hottest things I've ever seen! He finally relaxed his grip and I watched him step back and slip from her mouth as she started gasping for air, her tits. ‘Anna can interpret for me.’ ‘Anna will be married. She’ll have her own life. You need to learn how to speak for yourself.’ ‘You sound like Dad… next I guess you’ll be telling me that I’ve lived in America for too long.’ Olu gave me a blank stare before he continued with the lesson. ‘Now, answer the next question, in French.’ ‘You could be my interpreter, Olu. I’m sure Dad would allow it. He could just train William to take your place…’ ‘Are you going to waste the whole day speaking gibberish?’. ” Sue stirred and opened her eyes, “Oh, Hi Mitsumi, good morning.” Then she jolted fully awake and sat up in the bed. “Oh, my God!” she shouted. “Isn’t it wonderful, Sue, Mitsumi is tattooed as well? That means that everybody in this house is tattooed.” “From what I saw last night, half the town is tattooed. Paul’s place was crowded out last night and Linda had to open the door to her shop to get enough seats for the queue. Paul’s idea for a ladies night was a huge success. It was a production.