“The poor girl!” Athea cried out, full of sympathy.“Ohh! She got horny, and since she already was pretty messed up from last night, she made it ...ven worse.” Rhabina summed up.“Very horny! I guess the lingering pain from last night and all the memories ... well you know Denyssa. It was...”“ ... pouring oil on an already white-hot fire, and she rubbed herself raw,” Athea finished for Hassika, and sighed.“And now she feels ashamed because of it. Yeah, that’s typical Denyssa,” Rhabina. Hold on darling. Don’t fall, damn it. Tim! I love you, please God, make him hold on.’ She herself refused to let go of his coat. Even when the ladder had swung around and lowered she continued to grasp Tim. ‘Carrie, Carrie, I’m okay.’ Tim’s voice finally penetrated. Her fingers uncurled and she blinked. As though it weighed a ton, she managed to doff her helmet and breathing gear. ‘I just took a rap or two, kinda stunned me.’ A rush of bodies surrounded them. The first little girl had already. “Jesus I can’t ... that’s better,” Walter sighed and her mother lifted her rump off the couch so that Walter could get his hand where he wanted it.She opened her legs for him.She looked over at her sleeping daughter.“Be quick and be quiet,” she whispered.“You’re the one who needs to be quiet; you scream like a banshee when you’re coming,” Walter chuckled.Her mother blushed.Walter fumbled with his flies and her mother wriggled out of her knickers, bunching them around one ankle.“Here,” Walter. So dad stayed back due to his job and rest three of us went to attend the wedding on a 4 days program. When we reached at our village, there was a huge rush of guests, we greeted everyone and had our lunch and placed our luggage in the room, Our family house is a big house as there are in villages, those who have seen old village houses would know that living rooms and kitchen are at one side and than there is a big veranda which is usually open air and than on the other side are.