In night while I was sleeping I feel that someone is massaging meon my cheast and when I wake I found my friend’s wife’s hand was on me and she wa... so close to me that I can even feel her breath on my back. after some time I got courage and turn back and put my hand on her and then slowly-2 turn my hand on her breasts and pumpthem oh god they were too firm and soft after some time I stops my hand then to my surprise she said “ruk kun gaye pls aao na pls…..” after hearing this I got my full. ‘Who wants to bong a beer?’ The boy standing with Rachel shouted the question with an enthusiastic grin. The other guy’s hand shot up. ‘You know I’m game. I bet these girls are down as well!’ The girls exchanged smiles and rolled their eyes. Rachel eyed her new friend with smiling suspicion. She spoke again with a slight lisp. ‘We are starting to think that you boys are just trying to get us drunk and take advantage of us.’ She winked and watched as he cracked open a beer and began to pour. With a fierce, demanding grip on her flanks, he penetrated her again; pounding, hammering, savaging, making her cry out with every inward plunge, eventually releasing his hold on her sides to gather her hair and yank her head upward ... demanding, taking, conquering, obliterating her sex with his inexorable weapon.“Fuck me, Alejandro. Please, please, I need you to fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me so deep and hard. Take me. Use me. Stretch me wide open.” Over and over she begged him to ravage and. “What if someone tries to break in?” Tammy asked sourly – dropping the “Sirs” from earlier.“They can walk in freely and look around. There is nothing here of value to take. They are welcome to come in. They don’t have to knock. You don’t get privacy. Did I not make that clear?” Earl seemed perturbed that he was being asked this question but he knew it was going to be a difficult adjustment for them.“This is America. You can’t just walk in to somebody’s house!” Leonard insisted that didn’t sound.