This was in the days before mobile phones and although I had a PC back home in the UK, there was no internet.I only had one succesful sexual liaison, ...despite bar crawling 5 to 7 days a week. That was with a barmaid at the above mentioned bar, her name was Arianne (thanks Arianne xx).So I had just got my new flat, near the Commission. I was just on the verge of getting my new girlfriend to move over from the UK to live with me in Brussels. My sex drive was higher than ever and I still wanted to. “I just ... I can’t.”Sampo sighed, and looked at me, observing every part of my face, as if already building the memories of someone he’d be leaving behind.“I wish I could”, he said. “I’m just an ordinary boy, though. I want ... you know, the normal things everyone wants.”“Thanks for calling us abnormal”, said Syl. “Really appreciate that in friends.”He looked at her, realising what he’d said and how it didn’t only apply to me.“You know what I mean”, he said. “This is just ... too. Her nipples were hard to the touch and I leaned down to suck them. As I sucked each nipple, my right hand slid down over her belly and I softly played with the lips of her pussy. Running my finger the entire length I could feel the moisture slowly seeping from her pussy. I plunged two fingers into her pussy and she moaned loud enough to wake the dead!A few seconds after that I heard my Mother In-law close the door to her bedroom. Normally my wife is not very vocal when we have sex. Tonight it. I think we both could feel the pressure building. It changed after we had spent a pleasant evening at a local play.We were in her late model Lincoln and I was driving. In the past I would stop at the Rossmoor and she would drive on to her apartment. That night she had other ideas."Drive to my place, Dex. It's Friday, and we've got all weekend. You haven't been to my place yet and I'd like to spend some time with you," she said, placing her hand over mine.It didn't take me any time at all to.