That’d look really nice in pictures’. We went in and wandered around the shop. Right at the back was a rack of bikinis and Susanna found the one s...he was looking for. We exchanged a few words with the shop owner, but he didn’t speak English and we didn’t speak Portuguese. Susanna said ‘Changing room? So I can try is on?’ The guy just shrugged his shoulders, looked around the place and waved his hands around. It was obvious that the small shop didn’t have a changing room. Susanna looked around. So the solution was to buy the place.I was friendly with the couple next door, not in each others pockets but friendly enough.Their only child was a girl and she was absolutely gorgeous. She was tall for her age, with a beauty that made you bump into lampposts, and her name was Abigail. She preferred to be called Abi and had just turned 16 She had long mousy brown hair a couple of inches below her shoulders that cascaded down around a pretty face. Her eyes were blue which made her whole face. "I'm a filthy slut." Amber muttrered. Shoving her finger depper inside her, Miss Green said, "Tell me that your a filthy slut!" Amber screamed "I'm a filthy slut!" Miss Green then took her middle finger out of her pussy and stuck it into Amber ass hole, then she inserted her index finger into her now soaked cunt and began finger fucking both holes as she licked her clit even harder. "I'm a filthy slut" Amber kept repeating, over and over as Miss Green's fingers slid in and out of her pussy. “So sorry!” she proffers as she squeezes his manhood. And then she is gone.Or so Tom thought! As the train leaves the station the girl suddenly re-appears from behind him. “Looks like we are the only left in the carriage now, mind if I join you?” She asks. But before he can answer she brushes past him, plonks herself in the seat opposite and throws her back on the window seat next to her.Immediately Tom notices that the next button down on her blouse has been undone and from the flashes of bare.