With my Army duties full all week the time went so quick it was Friday night and time for me to meet Petra at The Golden Lamb and enjoy our weekend, Monice and Jurgen were due to pop in at some stage which gave me time to bring my naughty partner in crime up to date with my club visit and after’s with Monica and Jurgen. Sat in our usual place in the dark rear of the bar, I soon had a very horny Petra asking for every little detail of the meet and had Jurgen given me the thrill I had so needed. I put her mind at rest with the details she wanted and noticed she was playing with herself under the table as I related the whole sager. God wish I had been there she said but I reminded her she had been enjoying the delights of Hanner’s sweet body that night and I am sure they were both not short of an orgasm or six. The look on her face told me I was not far from the truth there, are you wet now I said, well a little, was the reply, but she put her fingers to my lips and forced them in to my mouth the wetness and aroma making me horny to.
wife at the strip club
Jacks Offshore
The blue and white Bell Jet Ranger helicopter was closing on the oil rig, eighty miles into the green choppy sea off Port Fourcon, Louisiana. Jack told himself he wasn’t going back offshore again! Ever! Yet, here he finds himself, accepting another hitch — not on the platform he’s flying to, but on the one-hundred-forty foot supply boat tied up to it. Twenty-eight days of – fourteen days off.