Eating her Whittaker's Dark Chocolate Peanut Slab a well earned snack she contemplated the ride home . Some of the steep bits through some of the down...ill sections she was not looking forward to.From the top of the hill she could see a group a group of riders on the horizon heading in her direction , she began thinking of the problems trying to pass on the single lane track. She decided to just chill and cruise down to meet them , stop pull off the track and let them pass , then carry on down. A savage curiosity that should have been bred from her blood thousands of years ago, but somehow returned like some genetic monster from the past. She edged closer still, only this time she spread her white womanly thighs apart in unmistakable offering--this would tell the truth: was it an accident before, or was this massively masculine animal responding to her sexual hunger the only way he knew?Suddenly his searing tongue swiped from his canine lips and lightly caressed the swollen lips of. After some pursuation she told us she ran a call girl agency. We were shocked. After settling down I began to think about it. Since I am a very broad minded girl and have my share of boyfriends, some fondling etc. I thought why not give it a try. My friend also agreed with me. We gave our acceptence to Laila and asked her to be confidential & we would not have sex with men from Mumbai due to the same reason. She assured us secrecy.Very next day I received a call on my cell from Laila. She told. ”“I will honey. You seem to want me to fuck you more lately. We fucked during Wendy’s party and then a few days ago.”“What can I say? I’m horny for my dad.”“More than for Ben?” he asked innocently.“I love Ben but you a better fuck than he is.”“I don’t think a day goes by when Dan hasn’t fucked at least one female in the family, sometimes two in one day. She looks beautiful!” Wendy mentioned entering the room. “Do you mind if I hold her?”“Of course not, Wendy. You can anytime,” Cathy said as Dan.