I was shocked to see. It was Vishal and one of his friends.He came out saying Savita madam any prob.I replied. Don’t know what’s wrong with my car...He told his friend to get the car repaired.Vishal: madam I stay pass by. Until your car gets repaired let go to my place.Me: I was confused what to say. I had to say yes because my car was struck. So I agreed. He had a two sitter BMW. It was a lovely car.Vishal: madam may I know where you stay.Me: I did not want him to know where I stay. I told him. He had a lean, muscular body, which she loved feeling pressed against her as he helped her stretch. And, from the boner she felt when he helped her with various yoga poses, she knew he wanted to fuck her as well. "And why not", Monica said as she looked at herself in the mirror.She was in amazing shape, her body fit and trim. Her B cup tits were still perky, defying gravity and refusing to say. Her stomach was still flat and her ass was firm, but round. All in all, she was a very attractive. As it turned out, she was Dutch by birth, and Captain Fanning had met her during a visit to Amsterdam in the brief peace of 1801/02. She was a distant cousin of the hereditary stewards or stadhouders of the Dutch Republic, and as such violently opposed to the French occupation of the Netherlands.She had a pretty face, blonde hair, and the most impressive bust Tony had ever seen, even counting the infamous Mrs. Pendrake. He could not help envisioning his Commodore, resting his head between those. If I say 'right hand red," you put your right hand on a red spot. If I say 'left foot blue', you put you left foot on a blue spot. Only one limb per spot; got it?"They nodded.Before long they were all laughing and shrieking, as they tried to twist themselves into impossible shapes. As they played, they started talking."Do you know where you're going?" asked Tracy.Roberta nodded, "Mr. Paxton's compound in Idaho." Wow! You're lucky!" said Tina. "We're going to a chip factory in Thailand." It's.