Today it was pulled up into a pony tail. She looked like she couldn't weigh any more than 105 pounds or so. She had nice tan skin, without being too...incredibly dark. Her legs were long and smooth, her hips were curvy, and they led my eyes smoothly up to her chest, where she had perfectly round breasts hanging proudly from her chest. They looked like a C cup to me, and I could just barely see a little bit of her semi-hard nipples poking through the top of her swimsuit. She was barefoot, and. .anand teri ma…ka……sale dhire 2 nahi pel sakta ………teri gand me agar mai rood dalungi tab….pata chalega dard kaise hota hai….wo karah bhi rahi thi or mjhhe galiya bhi bak rahi thi maine kaha bas jan ab pura land teri choot me ghoos chuka hai ab or dard nahi hoga,uski aankhon se aasu nikal rahe the…thori der ta mai bhi ruka raha or uski choot ko sehlata raha…fir maine apne land ko dhire2 andar bahar karna suru kiya to use bhi achha lagane laga fir maine apne land ko bahar nikala to uske choot se. It looked like we were forcing her, bad. Just miscommunication. Really."and saying that with his best puppy dog eyes he could muster. Even in thedim light, he was doing a pretty good job and turning to Zack, he wasdoing the same thing.We talked about some nothings for a few moments to change the subject ofwhich they were a little uncomfortable about. That began to change too astime went on. I can tell they were working up to the point of asking mefor a favor. The comments were going to some of. “Mohan likes in-your-face sex,” Serena said. “We shouldn’t deprive him. While he’s busy we can make our own plans. Pushpa? Is there anywhere safe we can talk?”“I think so, your Majesty. Harold’s friends tell me that there is one room that doesn’t have secret spy holes. It’s rather small but…”“Take us there,” Queen Serena ordered.Pushpa was right. The room was small. It was a dressing room, or probably a wardrobe, off Queen Serena’s suite. With the five of us in there we were touching each.