So on my holiday I went to see her. She had a sugarcane field and it’s the time to take all the sugarcane from the field, but still it had got about...one month to go. So I had been there at that time, she was in the field pump set she was taking bath with no dress. And there was holiday for all the workers.I went in search for my amma Sarala; she was near tank taking bath without any dress. I went near the tank were she took bath and called amma. She got scared instead of covering her naked body. Gina turned to me and she told me I did not even do anything yet and I got flowers. I smiled at her as I turned to John who was coming back from the kitchen I said, “Well at least one of the boys know how to romance a girl,” as I stared at him.John pulled out a big bouquet of red roses from behind his back that he handed to me. He then took me into his arms and kissed me deeply and passionately. I held onto the roses as I kissed him back.He broke our kiss and as he laid his nose against looking. A lot more curly and wiry, mind you. And her clit was a gem. Not too long, but easy to get at. Parting the ways was harder. Fucking Moses had it easy! These lips were a real struggle to get into, but the tongue as always smoothes the path. She’d had boyfriends, she said, but none of them spent much time down there. I guess she let their willies do all the work. I’m sure she liked it, but she never let me stay down long enough.” “Did she taste any of what you have to offer?” “Sadly not. She. He stared silently off somewhere beyond Finch’s right shoulder.Finch watched Victor quietly, heart pounding, hands once more behind his back and bound, a strongman keeping a firm grasp on his neck, pinching it to the point of making Finch’s throat constrict. They were in a broad, mostly-empty warehouse or hangar, the smell of mold and brine heavy in the seemingly-abandoned facility. Finally, Finch managed to respond, “Just like last time, right?”“Ah, my boy,” Victor said, squatting down a few.