Faaad daalooo….Jetha :- ha babitaaaa jiiii mai bhi….Then dono aise hi jhad jaate hain…Fir kapde pehen kar apne compartmnt me jaate hai… Waha s...b soye the.. Daya bhi….Ab dono ek kiss kar ke so jaate hai…Raat ke 3 baj rahe hai doosre compartmnt me gogi ke neend khul jaati haii… Wo dekhta hai ke… Uske papa (sodhi) ka lund uski mummy (roshan) le haath me hai aur uske mummy ke boobs bahar hai..Sodhi thoda hilta hai to gogil dar ke so jata hai sodhi uth kar toilet jata hai aur wapas aa kar dusri. Ma toute petite culotte. Elle comporte des odeurs savoureuses, des petites traces coquines. Les hommes ne peuvent l’ignorer quand ils savent que mes fesses ou mon sexe ont frotté pendant des jours sur ce petit bout de tissu. Vous pourrez vous endormir avec, vous masturber, la contempler, la ranger avec d’autres petites culottes (peut être encore les miennes …). Bref c’est un petit bout de moi qui sera avec vous. A votre demande j’aurais pu faire pipi dans ma culotte, ou laisser de légères. .. umm.....uhh yea" she giggled and swam around. I got into the pool hoping my not so little friend would go down, but no good. I tried to dodge her tackles so she wouldn’t feel my erection, but that didn’t work. Her leg ran over my cock so many times I almost blew. She then got me and hugged me tightly, then she whispered "Its ok Eddy." then she reached down my trunks and found my erect penis. Her touch sent an electrical wave of pleasure up my body. By natural instinct I kissed her deeply. Walking toward them from the big, shiny burgundy rig with the extra-deep sleeper behind the cab was a rangy-looking cowboy. And not a new one either—probably no younger than his early forties. He wasn’t too tall and certainly wasn’t too fat. In fact, he looked a little gaunt, all angles, and leathery tan, and wrinkles. Much like most of the rig drivers up here in the badlands of the upper West—well-worn jeans, a faded plaid flannel shirt, tooled-leather boots, a weather-beaten black ten-gallon.