Greg was really frustrated by the long drive and weather. He had planed on being at the cabin long before now. After all this time he was finally goin... to get in Phyllis's panties. The two had been going together since the 11th. Grade and both were still virgins. It wasn't from his lack of trying, but she wouldn't let him until they were married.Greg was a tall young man, very athletic, good at every sport he attempted. If it hadn't been for his love for Phyllis he could have had most any other. Your finger slowly caresses – not yet touching the sensitive bud – just circling the hot flesh so it moves around under its hood. All the while your left hand pinches and pulls at your nipple. Heart pounding. Toes curling. What would your Mother think if she saw you now? Or Gavin? What would Leanne Nesbit with her amazing double-D tits think of you? Would she think you were dirty? Selfish? Sad? Who cares? This is your fantasy. Who invited these people anyway? Through the haze of ochre light. Baad kee ghatnayee baad mee pahley pahlee ghatnaa.(later incidents later let me explain you first incident now).One fine evening in the last week of September I was online. A hotee came online nd without any intro asked me- Mee Randee Chuddkar Mumbai see huu, Vinod kyaa mujhee apnee randee banaaoogee. I was stunned by her bold and frank talk. I made due enquiries and found she is Alisha, a hotty from Mumbai. What she told me and subsequent events are reproduced below :Yeh saree ghatnaayee. I knew I wouldn't be of any help there, but I could tend the fires. That's what I did. I saw Frank as he roped another calf. He was darn good. He was smoothly working with Joe who was hogtying the calves. They worked smoothly. They didn't have any time to talk as they kept at their task. I too was busy keeping the fire hot. They had a lot of wood for the fire, but it needed to be chopped into small pieces. My arm got tired from chopping the wood down to size with the hand axe.It seemed like.