The inn keeper's wife took them upstairs and showed them their rooms. She open one door for the males then took the women in to their room. She checke... the window."It is best to keep the window closed and locked. The weather can change and there are, uh bats and they do like nice dry rooms," she said. "Now off with those wet things, you all will catch your death from them."Thirdly minutes later they all met downstairs. The meal wasn't fancy but it was hot and good. Afterwards they set around. Now it is time for you guys to meet the next babe Shreya. Let’s get into the story. As I already mentioned, after Priya left with her husband, things became normal in all our lives.All of a sudden, Diya went on vacation with her parents. I was missing all the sexual action. That was the time Mark told me that he found a new girl.So, one day, we all met for dinner. I and Suresh were blown away by her beauty. She was a sexy piece. She was wearing a black jeans and a navy blue top. Her boobs were. Although she hadn’t really done much with guys (Just three hand jobs and a blow job. Respectively) she certainly didn’t hold back from masturbating like fuck. She had the same routine every night, she’d prop herself on pillows, perhaps fetch a towel and then when everyone was asleep she’d finger herself to climax. Occasionally she’d had a go at fisting, only managing half of her small fist into her tight pussy. She had an extremely sensitive clit, and she’d rub that with the other hand whilst. The other stuff is harder. He keeps texting me to confirm times, tell me he’s on time, tell me he can’t wait to see me. I like walking out into the night not knowing how things will go. Where we will go to first, if he’ll be in a good mood, where we’ll end up, how we’ll feel at the end of the night. I like that first part – when I get in his car, try to assess the mood, talk small talk, listen to what music he has chosen to play, watch him squirm as he gets over his nerves, tease him whenever I.