Seema turned head towards me and saw me standing naked with my cock in the air. 'Oh Randy I am sooo glad that you are here' Seema cooed, 'Mala's tongu... is not long enough. Tum apna laurda meri choot main ghusserd kar yeh khujli mita do (Shove your cock in my cunt and put an end to this itch)'.'Mera laurda teri kori choot ko phard dega (My cock will deflower you)' I replied moving the fore skin up and down in anticipation of taking her virginity.'Phard do meri choot ko lakin iss khujli se mujhe. We need her at the worksite and I need her out here exploring. If our 'benefactors' ever give us a way down into the valley, I'm going to want Vicky with me. Her getting pregnant would be a bad idea, so we've been avoiding doing it." So why haven't you offered to use a condom?" Lizzy asked, glaring at me as if I was an idiot."A condom?" Vicky repeated in a confused voice, gazing from Lizzy to me."Yes," Lizzy went on, "a condom. My Dad has a jumbo pack of them. He only uses them when he's. Just as I used to have an ongoing dream regarding my sixth form teacher, I figured it would pass. I would just let it run its course. It is probably never a good idea to analyse your sexual desires too deeply. Rather like examining the creative process or love, something is lost when you strip away the layers. But I was aware enough to realise that behind my fantasy lay two contributing factors. The first was that I was probably keen to share my wife through a primitive need to display my. My parents treated me just like they had before I left. That meant just like I was still in high school.I had Chrissy drop me off at home first, because we had agreed she got her father first. I was supposed to come over the next day.But my parents couldn’t understand why, when I “lived with Chrissy” at college, I needed to spend any time with her at all during this precious time they had with me. My mother actually cried when I said I just needed to get out of the house for a while.Obviously.