They wrote each other long letters, and the damsel would call her love late at night from various kingdoms about the countryside. Whilst the damsel tr...aveled about the lands, she eventually came to a place in the desert where she visited old friends. Those friends introduced her to a man who was big and strong, handsome and witty. The damsel spent half a fortnight in his company and fell victim to his charms. His kisses were like the sweetest of honey wines, the damsel, without realising it, had. The ladies were almost as good looking as Carol and Patty... dressed similarly... hiding little most of the time and nothing when they moved the slightest. I could feel my cock growing and I could just imagine what Carol was thinking. The two men were late forties, good shape and great looking dudes. Our eyes met and she winked and licked her lips. I noticed Patty smiling at Charley similarly. Gloria was her normal knockout sexy self. I was looking forward to fucking that sweet lady again. Jis se mere lunda par laga sperm uski galon aur hothon par lag gayi aur woh apni jibh nikal use chatne lagi.Aur mera hath scale chor uski chut mein ..bottel joro se dalne laga ab sahi time aa gay atha use chodne ka,ab use sidha lita diya par maine uske hath bandhe hi rahne diye..aur na hi nipple par lage clip..bas clit par jo maine clip lagai thi use hata di. Ab main uski chut ko chatna shuru kar diya..mujhe chut se nikalta ras chatne mein bahut mazaa aata hain..aur chut ki chamri ko apni dant. ”“Everything?” she asked.“Everything. Every little detail.”“Okay,” she snuggled closer in agreement. She pulled a small piece of carefully rolled paper out of her bra. Appropriate place for it, I mused. She opened it slowly. “He left this, along with a keycard to his hotel room. At first I was unsure what it was, but after reading his note, I knew.”I took the note from her and read it. It was written in beautiful penmanship, almost as if he had prepared it beforehand. “Christine, you are an.