After the ninth blow, Carmen cried out, "Oh, God, I'm coming! Please, master!" When Henry administered the tenth blow, Carmen howled and blubbered a...d said, "Oh, thank you, master. Please, may I have number eleven?" Megan was incredulous, but it was plain to see that Carmen was in the throes of passion, and in her drug-like trance she wanted more. With the thirteenth she came again and had to catch her breath before she could ask for more. Henry stopped at twenty, for Carmen was clearly. ..", shrugged Mrs. Miller as she turned away from the window."You can come out now, Henry. They've left!"Within a second Henry rushed out of the room and hugged his mother."I don't understand you Henry! You always enjoy going fishing with Dad!" Oh, I do, but that is different! Then we only go for the morning. I love to see the sun rising and all the beautiful colors. But really don't want to go for three days", replied Henry, "Would you, Mother?" Well, I guess not'" replied Mrs. Miller. Some beer, sun and good music is all we need to have a good time. Sex was always involved.Summer, who I had developed a friends-with-benefits relationship with, was also part of our gang and went with us to various festivals. We enjoyed the bands, got flat-out drunk and laughed till we couldn't stand on our feet. We camped on the festival grounds, where there always seemed to be a group of drunks playing Motorhead songs all night on a boombox. We made campfires, lost our wallets and made. Usne ek bund bhi nahi chhoda tha. Yaha mai uski chut chhodna nahi chahta tha.Fir woh muze bathroom me le gayi. Hum dono ek dusre ko nehlane lage. Ab muze mut aa raha tha. Mai sarita ko bola muze mut aa raha hai, saali randi boli ruk mere muh me hi mutna. Aur usne aa kiya maine bhi uske muh par mut diya. Sarita puri badal chuki thi.Fir hum bedroom me gaye. Usne muze sulaya aur mere lund pe baith gayi. Tu kuch mat kar mai sab kar lungi aisa kehke woh upar niche hobe lagi. Mere haay usne uske.