Imagine you come to see me in Amsterdam.Your excuse can be to get that T-shirtwith the text, big in black on white:GOOD GIRLS GO TO HEAVENBAD GIRLS GO... TO AMSTERDAMIn an Indian Summer in September indeed Solagge flies to Schiphol Airport near AmsterdamWarm late Summers are a bit rare in Amsterdams moderate sea climate but this one is greatWarm temperatures and lots of sun is just what I need for my eight blossoming 'weed-women'We meet at Schiphol Airport, big hugs, first kisses before we get the. And we don't have a guestroom. You can sleep on the couch though." Jan told her with his sleepy eyes as he looked at Claire. "No way! I'm not sleeping on the couch." "Let her sleep here with us in the bed, Jan. It's alright." Laura said with a yawn. "Okay, come on, Claire, you heard the lady." Jan said as he turned off the light of the lamp on the nightstand. Claire got undressed all the way and slid right next to Jan so it was Laura's boyfriend who was in the middle, and to each side lay one. "You tell me."Jess' eyes searched around as if the answer to his question was somewhere in the bar. "Uhh…"Suddenly, the vanilla chime of her cell phone sang out from within her bag. It startled her back to life and she quickly rummaged for it."Sorry," she begged, then answered her phone. "Hey, Debbie! What's up? Hmm? He won't? Maybe try a warm cup of milk. That usually does it."She looked up. Waylon was still watching her attentively. She mouthed again, "Sorry."Returning to her phone. He could feel Linda's intake of breath and the relaxation that came with her exhale. As soon as he completely withdrew, he used his thumbs to hold her open.What a sight! Loose, wet, filled with his cum - just the way John wanted her. But Jim wasn't done using her yet and he and John had planned this out completely.John had told him a trick he had used once. Jim removed one hand and reached for the smaller plug that was in his bag and before she could guess his intent, he inserted it easily and.