Thunder marking its slow retreat. I stir and stretch for the joy of just stretching. Dusk is in the air of this still warm summer evening. The moon I ...now will rise late and fill this place with silver light, fireflies begin to wink among the greenery. I sit on the grass and watch this place in wonder and delight. As slowly they fill the air with their star like dance. The sound of falling water ever-changing and new like a song as old as life itself, and the deep counterpoint of thunder and. "Why are you up so early?" I asked."This is late, I'm normally up by six every morning," he said. "I do my morning workout. I have to keep this body in shape." I hate to workout, but it's a necessary evil," I saidI helped him pick up the pots and pans and we found the ones he wanted. Now I know why he bought out the store. He wanted to fix omelets this morning. I started the coffee and made sure he had everything he needed. I mixed up some OJ and set the table.Slowly the rest of the house came. Kunal ab nahi raha ja raha hai ab to chod do phir maine dubara sai uski pussy ko lick kerne shuru ker diya or 1 ghante tak uski chut ko chatta raha uski Chut main sai paani bah raha tha jo mujhe drink kerne ke baad bahoot achha lag raha tha or vasai bhi” mujhe Female ki pussy ko apni tounge sai lick kerne main bahoot maja aata hai ” phir maine apni jeans ko utara or phir uski thais per kiss kerne laga or phir uske leg ke thum ko suck kerne laga jaise jaise main uske leg ke tumb ko lick ker raha. “Here, try this on. It’s a little small for me, but probably just right for you.”“You’re kidding, right?” Barbara stared at the small outfit in horror.“Put it on!” ordered Georgia, shaking her head in disbelief.Barbara was mumbling under her breath as she undid the buttons down the front of the short dress. It was a button-front dress with a halter top, in a dark blue print. A light rayon, it molded to her skin as she slipped it on. “I can’t wear this,” she whispered half to herself.“No more of.