Ballu ko sirf on the rocks ki aadat honay ki wajah se his head was buzzing much sooner aur Mr. M ousko sirf sexy prey ya shakari nahi balkeh aik quite...a daddy man nazar aa raha tha jo har tarah se mukammal control mein tha haalankeh voh khud bhi buht tipsy ho chuka tha.Dono koi sharm ya haya hesitation mehsoos nahi kar rahay thay aur saath saath baithay buht si baateinn buht detail mein kar rahay thay and were feeling a whole lot more relaxed and at ease with one another. Kayee dafa Mr. M gave. We left the place at around 6 pm, stopped in a little town to have dinner, and went back to our hotel. Another night of wild sex waited for us.On Sunday morning, we decided to go hiking to a mountain that was thirty miles away. We got up early, had some coffee, made some sandwiches, and packed some water. We checked out as we wanted to spend the night in another hotel, and began our trip. We arrived at the entrance of the place at 9 am. I parked my car, and we went to an information booth to. The Twins find it both ironic and funny that hope is a empty box, ha, ha.My tale, well our tale, begins with a beautiful woman delivered into my hands by the goddesses of fate. In Norse mythology the three goddesses of fate and destiny are Urd, goddess of the past, Verdandi, goddess of the present, and Skuld, goddess of the future. They determined that our paths cross and fixed our destiny at birth. Of course the Twins say the goddess of chance herself Fortuna was responsible. In many ways. Sometimes she would fly off the handle over the smallest thing. I’d argue back and then she’d sulk or not talk to me for ages until I came round to her way of thinking. And mostly, I would give in. I wanted a quiet life. It was either that, or the guilt I would feel by moving out. So I decided to stay. Looking back, I think that was a mistake in some ways, but as this story unfolds, you might think otherwise.Before I go on, some descriptions. I was 5’8″ average to heavy.