Aur maine yahhan dhakke pe dhakka mar ja raha hun.Aab mera ling bhabi ki 7” tak ghus gaya tha aur 1” baki tha.Tab maine ek jor dar dhakkaLagaya au... unki yoni mai mera 8” ka ling chala gaya aur jaise hi mera 8”ka lund ghusa to unki choot phat gayi aur dara jor sa hua lekin chila nahin payi.Ab mai thoda ruk gaya Aur 5minute bad uski choot mai apna lund andar-bahar kar ne laga aur wo siskariyana bharne lagi.Ab usko aur bhi maza aaraha tha aur bol rahi thi.”Hai moro sano dioro tume toAji mote. Latest word is the guys are losing again. Damn, I hate the gender wars. Our species is racing to extinction, and all we can do is step on the gas... But the lack of young children, that's the key hardship. People take off from work now just to stand outside the primary schools and watch the children. There's a surplus of teachers now. All the kindergartens and classes one through three are deserted. Everybody's looking back at the old problem of school overcrowding with wistful yearnings... Oh,. Most conversations are ruined by a word too much. Instead, with her hugging me, I took in a snapshot of the paradise around me."The water looks inviting. What say we accept?" I said finally, breaking up what could have been an interminable moment of silence.Sarah slowly slid her arms off my body, trailing them down to my waist before breaking contact. "Okay. Let's change."I followed her into our room. Room - the name was an understatement. It was very tastefully decorated, the Caribbean origin. Entertaining was done in even more secure locations.Tonight, however, much of this activity had come to an end. There would be no protecting Claudette from sex, now; the best they could hope for would be to keep her from ruining her reputation. Fortunately, the rules of behavior drilled into her would stand her in good stead, here. The other issues -- masturbation and a now serious requirement for steady sex -- required closer supervision than Charlotte could possibly supply. Thank God for this.