Gandhi was married six months earlier; his wife Madhusmitha was studying M.A in English literature at Andhra University. We couldn’t understand the ...easons for his suicide.We informed his parents, and they arrived next morning by car from Vijayawada. His father went along with the Warden and some of our friends to the mortuary to complete the formalities and take home his son’s body. Gandhi’s mother was crying continuously, and I was left to take care of her. I took her to the Guesthouse, urged. I saw how that fat little Quartermaster was sweating when I played with his cat, earlier," Gwyn told us with a smile. She and Glanda vanished right after that to see the Quartermaster."When do you want to erect the defensive shell?" Seamus asked after they were gone."I was thinking at about 8:00 PM. It will still be light enough to see then. I was also going to use the modified open top shell that our Dads used in France, since it doesn't look like rain tonight," I told him."Who did you want to. ..damn i want that to be me.It was an expecially vivid one that i really enjoyed: a girl getting a bottle rammed up her pussy and ass. Hummmmmmm...I wouldnt mind getting that done to me today!After watching about four of my favorites and ramming my dildo in my pussy, i was creaming, feeling good, ready to start the day. I showered tank top and barely there skirt and went about my daily chores as per usual.....no pantiesStarted to cook and realised i was running low on salt, but being me and too. ‘Goddd, that is hot,’ she murmured as in her mind’s eye, she met ‘herself’. The two blondes met in the middle of the bed for a heated tongue kiss. The girls pressed their tits together and tumbled to the bed in a swirl of hair and long, tanned limbs. They reached for each other and enjoyed the view, laughing in identical voices and seeking identical body parts. Their sexual actions mirrored the other’s and Cindy discovered the sweetest taste of her counterpart’s body as the seemingly and.