Kahnaa se aathe hne tum lnogo ko ese idea? Maderchod saare ke saare hindu pandit tere jase hijde hote tho kya maza aata ,wase thum lnogo kii bhane tho...hamrii randi hoti hii hne ” or usne merii didi ko aapni or khnic ke aapne se chipka liya or didi kii gori mulayam gaand pe ek halka sa haat maar diya.Normal hota tho mere ko ye baat bahut kharab lagti par ab mere ko uskii ye baat utni kharab nahi lag rahi thi, balki ye kahnu kii ab mere ko bhi halka halka maza saa aane laga tha. Mane aapna ek. "So, do you ever masturbate, Lauren Rose?" asked one of my friends nervously.The other two boys giggled. I loved those guys but they acted so stupid sometimes."Of course I masturbate. I'm a grown woman. Do you?" Well, uhhh ... Gee. Sure." What do you think about when you masturbate?" Wellll..." Any of you. What do you think about when you masturbate? I wanna know."Silence.Look. I knew they liked me, OK? And I could see them getting hard inside their swimsuits when we were swimming in the lake. I'd get up in the morning and go out walking on side streets and paths away from the tourist centers. I had no interest in seeing any hula dancers, or in going to one of those commercial luau's I kept seeing advertised.I almost went on one of those charter fishing boats when I was staying on the big island, but they wanted three hundred dollars for the day. The three hundred wasn't for me to go out alone with them either, they said I'd be going with either one or two other people who wanted to. As its tip met the stained underside of Missys big toe, Claire got her first hit of the flavour: deep, earthy and foul. It chilled her as she continued to run her tongue slowly across the surface, while her sister wiggled and giggled. As Claire began cleaning the crevices between Melissas toes and where they met her sole, she found larger morsels of pure shit and even undigested kernels of corn, either still warm from its emergence, or reheated and marinaded in sweat, deep within her sisters.