I love that you love them...I’m reaching for your cock nowthey are the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen, and by far the most wonderful I’ve...ever touched.My fingers running through your cock hair...I’m standing before you nowpull my underpants down, sweetheartPulling your pants down now honey...suck my cock, sweethearthe’s yearning to be in your mouthSoon...Fuck my boobs... fucking your breasts nowyes,Hard... Fucking your boobs hard nowyour breasts feel so good on my cockyour skin is so. I removed my wet clothes and undergarments.I was now completely nude. I was hearing them murmuring near the door. I heard them talking to each other in Punjabi. Darsi was saying that what an ass and boobs. If in this weather he got to fuck me he will readily accept death after that. Nama was telling him that he will suck the boobs till his last breath.They were talking dirty about how they will fuck me and what they want to do with me. It was making me horny and wet. The conversation was. I have no recollection what we talked about, it didn’t really matter. It was just her voice that I needed to hear. We were on the phone for probably forty-five minutes until she said her phone was going dead, and she was going to find something to eat.I wandered around the house and finally drove myself to McDonald’s for something to eat that evening. She wasn’t scheduled to get to the hotel until around three in the morning. I turned the TV on in the bedroom and climbed into bed, hoping to. I’ve stubbed my toe today more times and I can count this morning, I’ve a burn on my arm that got itchy and I scratched the blister off to my shouts to the wall, I’ve walked into enough doors and door frames, I’ve had to edit and fix a somewhat serious email, and my brain and my body were quite literally exhausted by 11am. So The Boys who called to chat, decided that I need to be carefree and put myself in their care for a while. And of course as soon as their massages started, they proceeded.