Ami ar deri na kore angul ta thele dhukiye dilam. Songe songe sujatar pith ta bed theke beke sunne uthe gelo… Iissssshhhhh aaaaaaahhhhh tomaaaaal…...��.. Oooooooooooohhhh…. Bole uthlo se. Ami cho cho kore mai chuste chuste gude angul ta dhokate ber korte laglam. Buro angul ta diye protibar dhokanor shomoy clit ta rogre dite suru korlam.Isshh isshh magoooo… Pagol kore dichho amake tumi… Aahh aahhh koro koro jore jore angli koro gude oohh oohh… Uuffff mai chosa bondho korle kano? Choso ar tepo mai. Run them down my sides and around my waist. Then back across the cheeks of my ass. I cup them. Rub the rain into my flesh. Then suddenly you are there, behind me. I hear you whisper, ‘What are you doing out here, little mouse?’ I think back to the first time you called me that and I smile. ‘I’m waiting for you’, I say. I lean back against you and feel the rain run between our bodies. Cool on our skin and we slip across each other with the wetness of it. You fill every dip, every crevice of my. "While standing under the shower, wild fantasies chased through my mind. I got a huge hard-on in a few seconds. I rubbed it and thought a moment to jerk off - and then something strange happend.Like being radio-controlled I went over to the women´s cabins and entered the shower-room. I heard the water dripping and then I saw her! She turned her back to me and her ass killed my mind! I went to her, grabbed her and pressed my hard cock on her buttocks.Instead of a yelling scream I heared a warm. There was no sign of Miss Miranda or any couple who were spending the winter trading. We were only there two nights and then pushed on toward Omaha. I got snatched back before we reached the city.”“We weren’t there? Maybe we’ll meet in Omaha, then. We must have already left.”“I’m so pissed that Jason lost you in Indiana. It was that same damned private that got the entire troop confined to quarters for that section of the trip.”“Wait. Kyle, when were you in St. Joseph?” I asked.“Near the end of.