The meeting room was packed with eager clients. It was hard for me to accept that these vibrant people were already contemplating passing to the other... side. The ratio of females to males was apparent with the women outnumbering the men about two to one. I looked around the room to select my two and spotted a nifty redhead, probably, a "from the bottle" redhead, but I was not overly picky in that regard. She had the most attractive breasts on a truly mature woman that I had seen for quite some. ‘My, what a big boy!’ she taunted . She opened the red door and told me to go through. To me it looked good enough, as if it had only recently been freshly painted. I guess she read my thoughts…’ John painted it for me a few months ago, before I knew you as a decorator, but, well need I say more?, and it never looks nice painting over wallpaper – it is so bland, so nothing -like how John has become really – but you, I’m sure you have the brush strokes to make this woman bloom again – you know. I asked Rolf if he could map out a jogging path for me because I couldn’t swim like I did at home. He asked how far and I thought about it. My fifty laps at home were just short of a mile, so I figured that five kilometers was probably good. If that was too long, I could always walk part of it. He said he’d draw a small map and give me street signs to look for, but that I could do most of it through a park along the bike path.We caught the last ferry back to Sweden, and I realized that I had. Taylor screamed and shoved her fingers in her tight pussy. Jason stopped thrusting and plunged balls deep into her ass too. Their hot, cum soaked balls smashed into each other as their cocks throbbed side by side in her abused asshole. They stayed there for a moment and caught their breath, then Jason looked down and smiled. Their big dicks disappearing into her ass was a beautiful sight. He slowly began stroking in and out of her double stuffed ass, once again filling the room with more moans..