My lunacy manifested itself by my absolute belief that Sharon of The White Swan and I were soul mates, and destined to marry. A girl who I had spoken ...to no more than three times, who didn't even know my name until called as a witness for the prosecution, and then damn near perjured herself to get me banged up in prison. I must have been barking mad.Nevertheless, later that day I went to my bank and drew out £1000, much to the alarm of the bank manager when seeing the mad gleam in my eyes.Next. During the 1956 Olympic Games, the water polo final was between Hungary and the USSR. Given the recent acrimony caused by the Soviets suppression of the Hungarian uprising, a melee ensued in the swimming pool.By nine o’clock my father retired to his room to read, as usual, and after Máté and I had finished our wine we returned to his room.After a really great afternoon, that evening was even more spectacular.Once we had completed a lengthy kissing session, I soon found myself lying on my back.. She tried moving her body to get some rhythms but was finding it very difficult. Her body was now sweating and her cunt juice smell made me go crazy. Her moans were getting wilder and wilder and i judged that she was close to an orgasm. I kept finger-fucking her and went close to her for a good-deep kiss. I could tell that she was close to the edge. Immediately, i moved towards her pussy and stared licking and as i speeded up the tempo of my lapping, a low moarning came from deep inside her. I couldn’t wait to see you again.”“Susan, thanks for the ticket. How are you doing?”“I’m good. Give me a kiss.”Susan came closer to me and we shared a deep and passionate kiss. I was happy to see her. I kind of wanted to clean up before having fun with her. I just fucked Sarah and if she sucked my cock, she might taste some pussy on my dick. I couldn’t help that I was a hot and sexy stud muffin. I was sure Susan wouldn’t care that I had just fucked a hot bitch in the plane.Susan was.