She slept till 7. While we were getting ready, she made the coffee, and some toast. We ate a bite, got in her square back, and drove to Weisbaden. The...re were some apartments on one side of the highway that each of them was painted a different pastel color. You wouldn't have thought they would be, but they were very pretty. She showed us the German version of Sears. They call it "Toom-Mart."The BX there was nice, but I still thought the one in Frankfurt was better. The commissary was REALLY. I turned north and came off the motorway at the first exit. If I headed cross-country I could reach Madrid by a different route. There might have been faces at the hotel windows, or lunchtime gardeners watching me with Niku; there might be reports out now about a grey Citroën with Madrid plates. I turned up the first side-road I saw. The Madrid plates came off and Enrique's went back on. I threw the stolen ones over a wall and drove on conscientiously, letting the anger seep away.In Madrid I. They didn’t disappoint. But it wasn’t a dick I felt at first, but a warm, wet tongue sliding up my thighs and around the hole of my ass.“Put it in me,” I begged. “Stick that tongue in my ass.”“Your wish..,” Nick exclaimed.The feeling from the drug, the leather seat across my breasts and the warm tongue darting in and out of my ass was electrifying. Just then, Stephan appeared in front of me, stroking his long, hard shaft in his hand, and squeezing the precum to the tip. He then smeared it. Or wo bato bato me muze puchane lagi ke tumhari gf he kya ? To mene kaha nahi . Meena- kyu tum to handsum or mast dikhate ho to kyu nahi he me ne kaha muze ladki se bat karne ki himmat nahi hoti to usne kaha ki muzse kyu bat kar rahe ho to mene kaha tum to meri sis ho na. To wo mere ekdum pass aake mere kan me boli magar me bhi ladki hi hu. Or ese hi usne mere gal pe kiss kar di or bus tabhi se mere mind me bhi ab wo ek ladki ki tarah image aane lagi or mene use kaha me tumhe thodi na esa kuch.