Oh my God! It would be even better and this was simply incredible as it was! Pam built me up to an amazing orgasm two more times then stopped each tim.... I was getting weaker in the knees by the second. I was amazed that I was still standing. Finally Pam tore open the packet of strawberry jam and squirted some on the head of my cock then sucked the rest of the packet into her mouth. Pam didn’t swallow she just went right back to my cock. The jam was cold compared to the inside of Pam’s mouth.. Well, as per plan I was video-graphing the entire theft. The girls started moving out of the farm with the mangoes filled in the bags. I followed them and to my surprise, instead of going home to the village, the girls boarded a Tata magic share auto which goes to the town.We know that there are 2 rows of seats facing each other in the back of the auto. There was one couple in mid 40s already sitting in the back seat and there was one old man with dirty clothes was sitting in the opposite seat. Good night… boyfriend.’ ‘Good night… girlfriend.’ ***** Sleep came easier than usual for me that night. Usually it takes me a long time to get to sleep — if I slept at all — due to my painful nerve damage. Tonight, the pain was still there, as intense as always. However, it was not on my mind as much. Instead, as I lay awake before falling asleep all I concentrated on was listening to Donna rhythmic breathing. Whenever she drank she snores softly, it always made me laugh because she never. Just the thought, those two words, made me want to moan. I decided to repeat them quietly, yet out loud, for my own benefit.“Cunt-juice.”Mmm… perfect. I should have stopped there, but more slipped out. Sexual Tourette’s, perhaps?“Pissy panties.”I followed that up with a giggle, shoulders hunching as I tried to shrink into myself, not wishing to be noticed, especially not now.I found my place, easily enough, and continued, barely noticing that I was licking my lips, imagining the tip of a lovely.