Maine apne doston ke sath kai baar dekhi bhi. Baada maza aata tha. Man karta tha ki kahin koi mil jaye to use apne bistar par le jaun. Who mauka bhi a...gya. Ek din hum doston ne bahar picnic par jaane ka programme banaya. Who 2 din ka programme tha. Mere ek dost ka shimla se upar pahadiyon main ek farm house tha. Hum sab ek jeep main sawar ho kar wahan pahunche to wahan ka nazara dekh kar main to madhosh ho gaya. Pahadiyon ke beech se nikalta hua jharna aut hare peedon par badal sawar the. Ek. We humans are conformists to a fault. Despite pretense of independence, we humans base our identities on the observed norm surrounding us. It is the way of social creatures. The observed norm: I am a child. I hoped that I'd be a good child—a real little boy. Poor Pinocchio!One naked person in a social setting is novelty. Most of the people in view were naked—and female. All children were required to be naked in public. It was part of the conformity, of social control—clothed children can more. She was fondling the Crone’s ass now, as she went crazy with LUST riding her head and I noticed that Andrea was caressing and fondling her hi-heels, too, as well as her ass…The guy - her hubby - seemed completely clueless. "CUM here you worm !!" I yelled at him - "Down on your knees asshole !!" I could see that the guy thought he was gonna be made to eat out a snatch. So imagine his surprise when my hot HARD she-cock fuck-meat popped out all erect and ready for action. "I’m gonna skull-fuck. She nodded. I picked her up and carried her to our bedroom. I put her down and we undressed as we watched each other. I picked up the remote and shut off all the lights but a nightlight in the bathroom. I crawled in bed and she slipped over next to me and we cuddled. I rolled onto my back and she put her head on my shoulder and an arm across my chest. She pulled my face to her for a kiss. She purred and whispered, ‘Darling, this is Heaven.’ In five minutes she was sound asleep. The next.