” Toh maine bhi gusse mein bola, “Ha choda toh?”Toh unhone mereko fir se thapad maara aur bola ruk abhi bulati hu sabko aur phone se mera video ...anane lag gayi. Toh yaha meri faat gayi aur maine jhuk kar unke per pakad liye. Iss bich mere hath se kapde gir gaye aur main pura nanga ho gaya tha.Ab aunty ki pero mein main nanga betha tha bol raha tha, “Aunty kisiko mat batana.” Toh aunty ne mujhe baalo se pakad kar uthaya aur mujhe bathroom mein legayi aur window ki taraf ishara karke bola ki,. I tried to stop her but she kept trying again and again. Eventually, when we were out on an open country road, Sophie called out to Karol, “Stop the car, there, by that road sign.” The car stopped and Sophie said to Karina, “Out of the car – I want you now!” Both girls got out and Sophie immediately undressed and told Karina to do the same. Karina was so greedy for sex she never asked what was happening and was naked in a few seconds, and Sophie pushed her against the road signpost and quickly. I wasn't experienced with a cock being shoved deep into my throat and forced to deal with the gagging and copious amount of saliva that gushed with each retreat. My mouth oozed with spit and dribbled down my chin and down my chest. The psychological feeling of being used like that was underscored when he withdrew for me to catch my breath. The sloppy bridge of my drool dangling and between his cock and my mouth was enough to make my head spin. And the squishy sounds of his balls grinding. Yeah ... sails. That's what I was doing to the boat. You have to forgive me, writing down what happened is embarrassing.The local rep for UK Sailmakers and I were out on the lawn as he and I unpacked and unrolled the lot ... and there were a lot ... of sails. The Austin's had sails from Chicago, Sturgeon Bay, Dunedin NZ, Miami, San Francisco and most of them were UK made.Nylon, Mylar, Sunbrella, and canvas in various weights for various situations in various locations. We were going over each.