Darien stood in the garage doorway, grinning. Ethan's face grew warm."It's easier to jerk off if you take it out of your jeans first, you know," Darie... said."Yeah, I know."Darien crossed his arms. "So? Are you gonna do it? I wanna watch." No way. What, are you crazy?" Ethan said.Darien laughed. "Dude, you're something, you know that?" Yeah, shut up." Ok. Come on, we gotta pick up Maria." What for?" Ethan said."'Cause she needs a ride home, you dumbshit. Now come on."They jumped in Darien's car. Pir us na pir gar badla tho ma thori aagha ho gaye tha us ka pira hat mari choot ka tuch ho gaya ,pir us na hat nahi hataya .or na ma hathi tho us na mari salvar pa sa chot pa hat parna lagha ,tho ma kuss ho gaye .tho mari bhi himmat bad gaye or unki pant ma hat dal ka unka land pakar sa shalana laghi .Pir pura rastha aasa chaltha raha .pir hum agra pouch gaya .agra pouch ka hum na hotal ma 3 room lea ,ak room ma mom dad .ak ma bhai ,or chacha .or ak ma ma or raj THA .room ma ja ka hum dono. The only sound was the gentle lapping of the water on the edge of the beach, the sea looked so calm, so friendly, Linda was delighted she had come. There was a freedom, a sense of being the only person in the whole world.After only a short walk she came to a spot where a small promontory from the dunes jutted out like a grassy finger pointing out to sea. It was almost head high, and Linda decided to spread her beach towel to one side of it. Soon she was seated, relaxed, with her arms wrapped. I thought Tara had gone to sleep but she was just zoned out and savoring the emotions and feelings of afterglow from our coupling and the last edges of her climax.Tara finally turned in my arms again so we could kiss. “You, sir, are one helluva lover. I was jealous that Stacy got a whole weekend with you and your friends at your home. I may leave her here and come on my own next time.”I kissed her, “You’d be welcome. You can both come, you know, although we are generally short a man or two.