.Ooooommmyyygoooodddd….Ravi… Aur chachi chikne lagi…….. Ab kaun rukne wala tha main b chachi ko buri tarah chodne laga…….. Ravi aur tej au... tej bol kar chachi bhi apni chut aage piche karne lagi….. Itni der mein muskan boli….. Bhaiya apni behan ka bhi dhyaan rakhna……. Maine apna lund chachi ki chut se nikalna aur apni randi behan ki chut me dal diya aur apni randi behan ko buri tarah chodne laga…….. Bhaiya chodo apni randi behan ko aur tej…Aaaauuuu….. Bhaiya aaj aapka lund jyada tight hai…….. He kept an eye on the door that opened out to the lanes, and in the back ground he could hear bowling balls slamming into pins, and although he was nervous, the gin seemed to calm him down. Suddenly there was someone standing next to him asking, Are you Danny? Jumping to his feet he introduced himself and they both sat down to talk. Danny motioned for the waitress to bring over a couple of more drinks, and while waiting for them, both of them gave each other the once over. When they realized. She liked the tight jeans, the way they hugged her bottom. Her top was a bright red shirt. A ‘boy’s’ shirt she would have called it in Japanese, but recommended by the camping store: bright colours stand out if you get lost. She even left her boots on, with large rugged soles, as heavy as they were, because wearing them made her feel more secure. Kinja didn’t know the first thing about the bush, basic background knowledge that every Australian kid grows up on. She was to learn her lessons. She was waiting for me at my front door, seemed the doors were locked and she needed the spare key she kept at my place in a secure lock box. After she opened the front door, she said I should come over for some pasta and a salad in a hour.We had eaten on the main balcony a few times with each of us taking turns with the food and wine. I took a bottle of my better wine and headed over after a shower and change of cloths.She had the food just about ready so I asked if she wanted me to open the.