I asked to try on some boots and you know the gyrations you have to go through to get those suckers on. Michael seems to have created a small wet spot...near the zipper of those silk pants. Poor Michael. He asked me to send Mrs. Freeley up to gather the shoes we picked out. Found any appropriate swim suits?" Yeah, but I can't try any on, even over my panties. They sprung a little leak." Mine too. There must be something going around." Yeah, two exhibitionist hussies." I'm exhausted. Just grab a. It was Kelly's plan to do some poses at the very top of that Ice Age pimple.We were alone in the parking lot. Parking at the base of the trail, the three of us unloaded what little we needed for the day's work; a couple of digital cameras, three one-liter water bottles, Kelly's sketchpad, her box of pastels and some sheets of textured artists' paper. Just in case, Kelly also took along a small foldaway easel. Dividing the load between the three of us, we started up the trail to the top.The sun. Harsha ka phone baja uske hostel se tha toh usne sir se baat karwa di thi 30 min or lagega. Sir ne jaldi se condom laya or harsha bole muhh se pahana condom. Or harsha ne thodi si bhi der na karte hue ek baar sir k lund pe muhh se condom pahna diya. Sir ne harsha k baal pakade or sofe pe patak diya or uske tango ko hawa mei khol k apna lund dalne lage… Harsha zor se chillai “sir dard de raha hai, par maza aarha hai” harsha ke maze lete hue sir ne apne shot mei speed laayi or zor zor se chodne. Again I was attached to the fucking cushion and had my brains fucked out. If the first night had crushed my spirit; the second night destroyed my soul. I woke the following morning, hanging from the rafters with the lake of cum forming at my feet. There was nothing degrading or funny about my condition. I was beyond humor as a defense. I was an empty vessel, waiting to be filled.This process was repeated the next two nights. Prudence told me that I even gave several guys blowjobs on Thursday.