Its huge, soft rollers lost contact with the ground, coming down on top of a mass of crumpled, thrashing bison. It rocked forward, then settled as the...air gushed out of rollers torn by raking horns and hooves. There was a series of jarring crashes as the last few bison tumbled over the rim of the gully, piling up against the back end of the rolligon, then all was still.Phil realized that the quiet was only relative. Crippled animals still bawled their agony, thrashing about as they tried to. They can see enuf of what I have.Brian helps me down, and tells these guys I'm taken. The guys go away unhappy, but they need to find their own slut. Ha ha...I just called myself a slut. Well, I look like one and feel like one...I just fucked my boyfriend in the parking lot.I go over to a table where some of my friends are, talk with them a bit. My one girlfriend is admiring my new clothes and heels. I had to tell them about my new job and they need to come in and see me. As we are. I don’t know the measurements but they were so fucking tight I just wanted to grab and squeeze them.“Hey Sneha, I need to use the washroom.” She turned back. “It’s inside the bedroom to your right,” she said.Me: I think the room is locked.She: No, it’s just closed try it and see.Me: Can you please show me? I am kinda scared to barge in some stranger’s bathroom.S: Haha, darpok! Come with me.Saying this she opened the bedroom and walked me to the bathroom door.S: Is this enough or do you want me. In short they come back to cum, this time in unison, and to shout together the explosion of their senses.They let the water flow along their bodies and they continue to exchange indecent caresses. They have discovered a basic harmony, both like sex without brakes and without taboos. Joseph tells her that she is a woman as he would like her, complaining that Luciana does not have the joyful vitality of her mother and is always elusive with him. Mariarosa asks him if he has other stories going on.