Perhaps I’ll talk to her.”“And I’ll warn Rhonda.”“Terry mostly has a sweet disposition. But she can get distracted. And impatient. Hence h...r lack of skill as a server.”“Even more reason to warn Rhonda.”“I suppose it is. Maybe this wasn’t such a lucky thing.”“Too late,” Joe shrugged.“Two headstrong girls.”“Exactly.”Joe could already tell the two young ladies were different. Physically, Theresa was shorter than Rhonda by several inches. Rounded. Buxom like her mother. But young, so things held up. “No, stop…” I said. “I need that.” I pulled the shirt back and put it back on my lap… I was hoping he would go for it again, so I put it right over my pussy. “I’m about to do my toes… What color do you like?’ I held the colors up beside my smiling face so that my whole crotch was vulnerable to him..“Oh, I don’t know...” He said. He went for the tank top… Again... and thumbed my cooch as he grabbed it off my lap.. I creamed up FAST. He held it up next to the colors…I snatched it back and put it. Mene jor se jhtka mara to aadha lund uski chut me chla gaya wo rone lagi.Mene uske muh pe hath de diya or ek zor se jhtka mara pura lund chut me fit ho gya or khoon aane laga. Kush tym ese hi raha fir dhire dhire jhtke marne laga.Wo b niche se jhtke marne lagi.Wo aahhh ahhh karne lagi.Mene usko uthya or standing potistion me uski ek tang charpai pe rakh k chodne laga wo mujhe baho me le kar jatke marne lagi. Kush tym bad me let gya or usko uper aane ko kaha wo lund pe beth k uper niche hone. She felt another twinge of fear, but did as asked without comment.As she lay there waiting, she took stock of what had happened to her thus far, and was surprised to discover her arousal had grown, and now her concern was that she would stain his sofa with her juices."A towel?" she said, the plea in her voice obvious."A towel, why?" I ... I'm afraid I'll stain your sofa ... I'm getting ... excited down there." Good girl. I appreciate your anticipating spotting my sofa."He was gone for a moment,.