Jor jor se. “Le meri kutiya aur chahiya naa tujhe meri randi. Chal aab apna pani nikal meri kutiya. Nikal de randi,” easa bolte hue usne apna sara...pani mera muh pe nikal diya.Main uska pani pine laga aur fir usko ghumaya aur uske sath uska sarila pani share karne laga aur choot katane laga. Woh randi boli, “Waah mera raja saale tune mera pani bohot jaldi nikal diya kutte.”Me- Haa meri kutiya. Jab teri jaise randi ho mera paass toh fir aisa kyu nahi ho sakta. Chal kamini mera baki hai aur teri. The electrician won’t be on time, I am sure I can get a quick shower in. I had just gotten stared when I hear the doorbell ring, “shit he’s early.” I hop out of the shower and quick towel off my poor, unsatisfied pussy. I guess I can try again later. I throw on my robe and dash downstairs. I open the door to a very sexy, mid thirties, electrician. He has salt ‘n’ pepper hair and a killer smile. My pussy twitches as his deep voice say hello. He apologizes for interrupting my shower. He says. Ah, the possibilities were endless with one woman and two guys. A threesome gave new meaning to the sixty-nine position.We could switch off when one guy tired. We'd give her a full day of orgasmic pleasure and sexual satisfaction. No doubt, we could make this innocent girl a worldly woman. I figured the reason why she wouldn't jump at having sex with two guys was because she was a virgin or was very inexperience when it comes to sex. Yeah, that has to be it. There's no other reason. That crap. Daisy wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed as she ambled around the café looking for things to do and even Doris commented when she brought our meals over that she was about as useful as an ashtray on a motorbike but she was doing her granddaughter a favour by letting her earn a few quid on a Sunday which to be honest was never busy so she couldn’t do too much damage. As we sat and ate Doris’s glorious breakfast both me and Cindy had to laugh at Dopey Daisy as we noticed she had spilt mayo or.