." M. Girarde was saying with a pleasant smile, "... you have already brightened my day to no end, Madame Poirier... for at last, I understand why Iga... is such a beautiful child... her mother is a ravishing beauty."Madeleine blushed immediately; she dropped her eyes in sincere, if, gentle embarrassment. "You're most kind, M'sieu', but I must admit that I don't feel very ravishing... coming to you with my sordid story this way..." Ah, ma chere, but you mustn't degrade yourself over an. I moaned to her, Ohhhhhh, Babe, youre drivin me nuts again! With that she started to lower herself back into the tub. Once again we were passionately kissing each others lips. I couldnt believe she was doing this to me again, as I started rising back out of the tub. She kissed across my breasts again, stopping to lick and suck at my nipples. Shit, she had me soooo incredibly worked up again, and in no time at all. I felt like such a nympho, needing her and having her taking me for the second. . Muje to badi sharam aa rahi haiii.. ”Mehtaji fir se apnaa haat ko uski kamar se toda niche le jate hai aur fir dabate hai.. Madhvi ki nagi kamar par mehtaji kaa hat lagta hai tab madhvi ekdam kasak jati hai ..Mehtaji plss aaisa mat kariye koi aaye gaa..Mehta:- are ye bide kab ayega..Madhvi:- ruko me phone karti hu.kehakar madhvi bhabhi chutna chati hai par utne me mehtaji aona mobile nikalte hai aur bhide ko call karte hai..ek haat me phone hota hai aur ek haat ab bhi madhvi ki kamar par hota. He’s probably giving himself a pep talk.” “Bathroom?” Her gaze rested on the back corner again. “The port-a-potty?” The tinkling of the beer rushing back into the bottle made her turn back to him. He swallowed, raising and tilting the bottle toward the back. “That’s ours. We live here.” “You.... live here?” Nothing but a fan in ninety-plus degree weather, a tent full of tables and boxes of fireworks. “No way.” “The hell we don’t. We’re from Ohio. They recruited us. Said they’d pay our way down.