About me: I am a professional photographer who left my high paying software job to pursue my passion. I am from Bangalore and a travel enthusiast. I a...lways keep myself fit with regular workout and clean diet. And I mostly travel solo and most of my plans are instant and crazy.So this story took some time to write as I was constantly travelling and was busy with my shoots.This is from my recent travel to Ladakh. It was my dream to participate in Ladakh Half marathon which is one of the toughest. Then she started sucking hard and squeezing his balls. It was not long before he was pulsing his cum down her throat. At the first sprurt of cum she rammed a finger in his ass and smiled as he screamed. She sucked the cum as she pushed her finger deep in his ass. He had never had a better blow job and knew this would not be the last from this sexy lady.He then layed her on her back on his desk and spread her legs and began to eat her pussy. She had nice thick pussy lips and a clit that plumped. Clair was oblivious to his touch, but it sent a shock wave of excitement coursing through my body like a powerful electric current. As the sermon progressed, the pressure of his fingertips on my bare skin increased little by little until he was holding me tightly against his side. My nipples grew hard and tried to thrust their way through the soft silky material of my dress. Paul caressed them with his eyes and I would start to tremble against him, my thighs parting so our thighs laid against. I wondered if this strange dream was evergoing to end.The swap meet was amazing. There was a massive crush of people, all talkingabout who they'd been and what it had been like to wake up in someone else'sbody. There were piles of clothing heaped onto tables, sorted roughly by sexand size and type. There were a whole lot of changing booths, nothing morethan sheets draped over laundry rope, all hastily arranged but serviceable.There were popcorn and hotdog vendors, not to mention soft drinks,.