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Phew was it hot in Barcelona, one of those big digital temperature / time displays said that it was 39 centigrade. We got off the train at Catalunya Square. The station is underneath the model square which has a few strips of grass hot that people laid out on. We gave a few men a pleasant slut view but had to be careful, as there were lots of policemen walking about. We went into the big apartment store (can’t remember the name) but it girl has lots of escalators. We left Jon outside and made sure that lots of men had a pleasant surprise. As we were walking down one of the streets Jon suddenly burst out laughing. When he stopped we went into this sandwich shop called ‘Fresh and Ready’. When Bridie asked Jon what he was laughing about he said, “A good pussy is like a good sandwich, ‘Fresh and homemade Ready’”. The next ‘event’ was when we moved up the coast a bit and Jon took us to Universal Mediterranean - Port Aventure. Jon told me to wear one of my halter tops that isn’t quit long enough to cover the bottom of my breasts. My dick throbbed, the pressure building. I cried out in protest. With their backs to the marshlands, it will be a slaughter.” We began to fuck like two obsessed people. As they looked into each other’s eyes they heard an animal scream. She touched herself, wet, she was lubricating, she walked to hot his room. A howl of mindless horror escaped her lips, chorused by homemade others in the group. He told them that he has an idea to help keep his loving slaves sexually happy. She withdrew the rod, and let it clatter to the floor before me. She pulled out the rest with equal ceremony, making me taste myself each time. Cinque's mask tilted towards the ground, his concealed face troubled, "Yes... we have come to call them Fiend girl Lords, cruel things that command almost slut everything within the Nether. Found her entrance. Stefani beamed at me. I grinned back, knowing she would be having so much fun with her mother in the future. Joey was the kind of guy who always had a smile for every model body and would do anything for you to “belong,” to please you, or to make you happy, including as it turned out, giving you a blow job. On cue I strutted into their bedroom feeling very confident with a big smile as I shrugged off my shirt and posed with my hands on my hips. This is the best feeling I’ve ever felt! Her lips were moist, her eyes swimming. She too had her feet either side of the sun lounger and was enjoying the attention that we were getting. A day ago, she would have given anything for his attention, but now it made her want to die. As Ryan pulled away from me I put my hand on his crotch. It was a daily job cleaning the pool but I didn’t find it a chore, that early in the morning, it was peaceful and I always enjoyed it. Did you ever get jealous of your mother?”