It always feels good when a man touches my sensitive spots with his masculine hands. As we slid our seats back, I was able to get on my knees and lean... over his cock, taking what I could into my mouth. He tasted so good, and his cock was fleshy enough to fill my mouth completely. He then reached over me and fingered my ass with his middle finger. Good thing I douched and made use of a strong enema earlier. I usually do. As his digits entered me one-by-one, I moaned with pleasure and gyrated my. He decided to take a day off, relax and enjoy the success.He took a long dip and bath while sitting in the bubble bath Jacuzzi and now it was close to 9:30 AM and maybe he had a good snooze during the flight, he was not feeling sleepy at all. In a very suggestive, gay faggot underwear, he sat in the kitchen sipping his coffee after the breakfast, when he heard the doorbell ring. He thought, it must be the mailman, Martin, his confidant. It was a work day and especially the time for the rounds. "Very well, a tale of wonder it shall be, and if mine host will refill my goblet (story telling is such a thirsty work) and bring me another slice of his mistresses most excellent apple tart I shall be most happy to begin."Both requests were soon granted and after a brief pause for refreshment I began my tale, but was immediately interrupted by little Jane who demanded that I start with "Once upon a time," like every proper story should. And so I did!Once upon a time and quite a very long ago,. Phuong sat on a large flat rock at the edge of the stream and watched. The rock was warm from the sun, but the trees kept the direct sunlight off. Tran sunk the jacket and washed out and rinsed the jacket several times,“What’s up – are you coming in?” Tran asked, he knew she was now feeling shy, their little game in the paddy was one thing but bathing together is another. He was happy to let her make her own time. Tran finished rinsing the jacket, it was always going to be coloured like.