I had a crazy experience, I would like to say that I was working on my International Dickplomicy.I was working the swing shift the worst shift, 3:00PM... until 12:00 AM. This sucked because you had no social life, all of your friends would either be asleep or at work when you were awake. I was driving home one morning and I decided to stop at the get some gas. I was paying at the pump when I noticed that there was an old beat up VW bus sputtering at the light. I was a gentleman and went to the bus. "My jaw dropped. "That would be Sandra Finney's late husband."Michael gave a nod of affirmation. "Doug and I attended university together. Following his untimely passing, I fell out of touch with his widow, especially after Sandra moved back to China. I was informed about her lengthy disappearance not too long ago. I was distressed to hear about it, and made some inquiries at the consular office. They took note of my skills and background, as well as the fact that I'm a personal friend, and. " No sense of humor." Yann shook his head. "Probably what caused the fall of the Soviet Union." Thank God at least one of you boys has his head on straight." I teased. "Hey, where the hell did Juan get to?"Yann shrugged. "He was talking to a short blonde woman."Probably Kathy-with-a-K, the association secretary. They spent a lot of time together, coordinating calendars. Actually, I suspected that Kathy had a crush on Juan; she was always just a little too helpful when he called.A few minutes. Then Karen began to play with herself. “One more,” she moaned. “Keep rubbing…” She masturbated with her eyes closed, very slowly around her clitoris. Then Ben crawled onto the bed and pushed her hand away, lowering his mouth onto her clit. She gasped as his tongue hit her clit, now at a level of sensitivity few women on earth could possibly comprehend. Ben licked her for only half-a-minute before she came, not violently but almost as though a soft spring breeze were passing through her. When.