I unbuttoned his jeans and slipped them down over his slim I arse, stroking his hairy cheeks. ‘Love hairy arses’ I drooled. ‘Yours if you want i...t mate’ Did I want it!! I turned him round dropped to my knees and buried my face in his bushy arse, sniffing and licking towards his hole. It smelt and tasted of spunk…. ‘Seems like you’ve been loaded already’ I said. ‘Once or twice’. ‘Perfect’My tongue dived into his wet hole, licking up the last remains of the previous load, tasting another man’s. She was sure, though, that Tom was not driving to any church. He had not told her where they would go, and this worried her a little. Earlier in the week she had accidentally broken the flash of his camera. She still expected him to make her atone for it in some way.As they drove on in silence, it dawned on Julie where they might be headed. This way out of town could go to a secluded beach too far away from town to be visited frequently. It was the beach on which Tom had made her walk around. I have cancelled the tickets to attend this get together but fate is playing against me.Now I have to first move my car to the side of the road. Doing it single handed, in middle of a busy road and that too in a rain is very difficult. Still I have to go just 2 km to reach that Hotel. I got down from the car and all my make-up are getting washed away in the rain. I never felt this awkward because of my wear. I found all most all the people’s eye on me: staring at my 36’ boobs and well-toned. I am sorry to hear of that.’ ‘No. It’s ok.’ Franco turned quickly to notice the waitress that had arrived at their table. She was tall, blonde hair tied back and wearing only a black thong. His eyes rested upon her full breasts, dark pink raised areola and nipples rouged the same colour as her lipstick. ‘Can I get you anything, Sir, Madam?’ ‘Yes. I think your best champagne would be nice right now.’ ‘No sir. I was referring to me?’ the waitress replied. Franco looked back at April who was.