Lindsay is 5'8" tall, with really long legs, which she loves to show off by wearing tiny little skirts. She had a black bra on, under her blouse. Sian... whose blouse was tighter, and far more transparent, wore a white bra, which her enormous (36DD according to Lindsay) tits looked as if they would pop out of. Lindsay wore her long light brown hair tied back in a pony tail, and as usual, she was caked in make up, making her look very tarty. Sian wore less make up and wore her brown curly hair. They could do those themselves. Amanda hadn’t ordered a sign for the road yet, and that was about the end of it.I knew Amanda’s finances were running thin, but mine were doing fine. I had twelve grand extra in the bank just from the summer rental of my house. All the work on the guest house had given me some ideas of my own. I made a guess at the cost and figured it would take about half of that. I knew just what to do with the other half.The three of us walked up to the main house for lunch.. She wore a heavy wool sweater, blue jeans, and work boots. A shabby satchel of modest size dangled from her right hand. Her walk was strong but unhurried. A surge of curiosity impelled Allan to lean forward, as he attempted to make out her face. She noticed, stopped, and returned his gaze. Embarrassed without a clear reason, Allan smiled formally and forced his eyes back to his novel. ‘Any good?’ The words startled him half out of his chair. She’d approached so quietly that he hadn’t noticed. Fir us ne kaha ab anhi raha jata to maine unko leta diya or unke upar jakar mere land ko unki chut par ragadne laga to vo jor jor se aaahh ….aass… .assddd…. siskiya lene lagi.Fir maine jor se ek dhakka mara ki adha land unki chut mai chala gaya or vo jor se chikh padi maine fir slow slow start kiya. Thodi der baad unka dard kam ho gaya to maine jor jor chodna start kiya or vo jor jor se chikh ne lagi or maje lene lagi fir mai niche chala gay vo mere upar akar mera land chut mai dalkar uchhal.