Tryi was getting drunk and wanted to smoke with him real badwhen the night end I waited outside nervous smoking a cigarette and it became evident i wa...s going to be on my knees trying it when I saw one of the girl he was with pass by me she smile and look at me''enjoy it Mike is a nice guy, he loves white guy''i was speechless she was imitating her sucking a cock , looking at me look awayshe giggle and leftMike got out''sorry shes a good friend she....well she knows''i walk silent to his pickup. .” John jumps in at this point in the story. “On purpose or by mistake?” “Well we do that a lot when we go out and we’re in the bathroom and it’s so cramped, so no big deal. But usually we have clothes on. But I did it on purpose.” “OK, I’ve got the picture Carmyn.” “So Angel starts laughing.” “Well that’s good. So the mood lightens?” “Yeah, and just like that Angel’s transformed from cranky stubborn bitch to giggly girly girl. Typical Angel.” John laughs. “Ok a real tempest.” “That’s a true. ” Having heard these words of acceptance, and inviting me to fuck on her on her own bed was great, my illusion ever. I had gotten to my goal finally, a fantasy I had dreamed off. I remember daydreaming back in the plane during the flight. Everything had turned into reality here. She lay on her back in the bedroom. I hugged this mature passionately to finally unclip the bra. Two big tits popped out before me about a perfect size. I cupped them, kissed and touched. It occurred to me a. The following night everyone was at poolside into the late afternoon. The Petersens, Inge and Jens’s parents, had been invited to supper on the yacht of Greek billionaire out in the harbor. The c***dren decided to remain behind; the last thing they felt like doing was hobnobbing with mom and dad’s wealthy industrialist friends.The sun was close to setting and Steve and I decided to go inside and shower, then return to have drinks at poolside and watch the sunset. Inge and Jens said they would.