Each day it brought fresh fascinations - a lovely woman walking down it, her hips swaying. A handsome man who admired me through the window and who ob...iously wished for a moment that I was a real woman who would fall into his arms.Then there were the regular characters and things that I came to recognise: the usual postman on his round, the local beat officers - the dust-cart that came every Monday, devouring the rubbish in the crushing jaws as the dustmen emptied into it the large bins that. I grabbed the hand that had my hair and tried to pull his fingers out of their tight grip. Owwie please! Please! He had pulled my face inches away from his cock and took his other hand and smacked me in the face with his big cock, I couldnt have guessed how much force there would be in that, but it hurt pretty badly. He laughed and smacked me with it again, my face was red hot with embarrassment, and I cried out when it hit me. This time he cut my cry short with about half of his cock shoved. I looked at shekhar and saw him rubbing his lund. “what now?” shekhar asked.“the best is soon to cum,” Reetu bhabhi said with beady eyes. Shoumita bhabhi giggled at the suggestion, and both slipped fingers inside the elastic band of their panties and yanked them down their legs. Then shoumita bhabhi spread her legs to flash us her wet choot. Looking at me she said “you’re going to put your Laura in here. It’s gonna feel soooooo good!”“we’re gonna fuck?” shekhar asked rather. " Okay."I got up early and had coffee with Dad. Then I woke Patrick and got him busy in the bathroom. I went and gave a kiss to a somnolent Weena and helped Patrick with his lace-up boots."Let's get some breakfast into you." Okay. But I'm ready." Can you read a map?" Not really." Well, we'll see how you do as we drive."We sat with Dad as he had more coffee. I wanted more, but I knew what it would do to my bladder on the drive. I took the roadmaps while Patrick finished his cereal and milk. We.