It was hard to determine her age because of her puffy jacket, hat and cloves, but one thing was sure, she was barely-legal and hot. Fucking hot! But I... did not have time to notice that, because the second I laid eyes on her, the fantasy started. No longer bound by the laws and rules of reality, I acted upon nothing but my animalistic urges. Reaching out, I grabbed her and pulled her in for a long, passionate kiss. I forced my tongue past her lips and started eagerly exploring her oral cavity as. ' I'm Steve nice to meet you, so what are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere' I asked Flynn.'Well I'm here to see an old family friend of mine but he's not around anymore so I booked into this place and I will be getting my flight back tomorrow afternoon' he told me.I finished my pint and told Flynn that we might see him later tonight, if we had nothing planned for that evening and went back up to my room.'Hi where have you been' shouted my wife Claire from the bathroom. 'Just had a. .Some twenty year olds, with perfect white skin and ample cleavage, remove their bras and their tits turn to bags of skin that point to the floor. Meanwhile, women in their mid forties disrobe, and their enormous funbags point straight at you, and I am not talking about fake tits because I hate fake tits too. Some women; young and old; magically have the ability to have nipples that point forward, instead of at the floor. That's what it is all about for me.Maybe I have high standards. The first. As bad luck would have it, they start talking to me and ignore the Kinjo’s. This pisses Tattoo Chick off and she starts giving me hell. She gets up and walks over to the bar and brings some random guy over to our table. He sits down and Tattoo chick sits down beside him and starts hugging on him. It was revenge for me talking to the girls I was trying to sit the Kinjo’s up with. His name is ‘Tim’. I leaned over to Surfer Girl and put my arm around her and whispered in her ear. ‘What the fuck is.