We’d visited Spain as well as Italy, finding my mother’s and father’s homes. Of course, there were no relatives there but we found several nice ...hotels where we could make love as we visited the sights in Barcelona and Catalonia. Spain was now a constitutional monarchy under King Juan Carlos but it still seemed they were attempting to screw our region at every opportunity.“Let’s go outside and have a drink. There’s ice.”“I’ll meet you out there. I need to get out of these travel clothes,” she. THIP THIP THIP THIP THIP TTHHHIIPPP TTTHHIIPPPTTTHHIPPP THIP THIP THIP THIP THIIIPPP TTHHIIPPP The balding, bespectacledlittle priest cries out loudly as the coarse switches assault his pale,quivering little rear. I can see him grinding his hard priestly pud againstthe rough bark of the tree, his little buns now twin orbs of red-stripedmanflesh. Again and again, I switch the little priest's ass. and by now he isin tears as I had been earlier, tears of pain, humiliation, and masculineecstacy.. “Oh Jesus,” whispered Jen. “I am so fucking HOT.” I raked my fingernails along her inner thigh as the man got onto the pavement. Another few seconds and the red light went flashing amber and Jen could drive on. I let my pinky graze her bare pussy as I teased her. “Please remember I need to keep the car on the road, Mistress.” “Don’t worry.” We drove on through Newhaven. It is funny to think that most of the time, if you’re a pedestrian, you can’t see the lower half of drivers. How many times. He made sure to stand right next to where Susan was sitting. That put his erection just inches from her face. He was wearing a loose jumpsuit to help hide his erection, but now it came in handy to expose it. He kept both hands in his pockets and surreptitiously pulled the fabric away from his crotch, causing the entire outline of his erection to stand out against the suddenly tight fabric.Susan was too shocked by what she was seeing to think; she just mumbled, "Oh my!" She unconsciously licked.