I’ve heard him tell someone, maybe himself that he eats the fish for sexual stamina.As if any woman would go anywhere near him without some kind of ...assive paycheck in hand.And a gas mask.I swear, I think I’m developing a tic. Every time he pops another tin of fish, I can feel my left eye twitch. And the odor of the awful stuff gives me the dry heaves. I hope I can stop it before it’s permanent.One more day, I tell myself.It’s mid morning when I hear him and the Ass from IT talking in the. Mera lund teri gori gaand ke mast maze le raha hai.” Fir Harpreet uncle ne mujhe ghumaya aur bole, “Balwant to dekh iski gaand, aur mein iske bade bade mame chusta hu.”Ab Harpreet uncle ne apna hath meri pussy pe ghumana shuru kiya aur mere breasts daba daba kar chusne lage. Aur Balwant uncle apna mota lund meri gaand ke bich ghisne lage aur bole, “Massstt gaand haiii. ummmm ssss mast naram moti aur gol gol gaand hai teri Gomi.” Fir un dono ne mujhe ghutno be bitha diya.Harpreet uncle ne mere. I smiled and said "Just kiss me". He pressed his lips hard against mine. We made out for a half an hour until he started to untie my top. He slowly slipped down my bikini top revealing my tits. He kissed them as he pulled down my bottoms. I had never had sex with anyone before. This was totally new. I think to both of us. He slipped off my bottoms and I started to touch myself as he kissed me and felt my breasts. I finally started to slip down his bathing suit. I could already feel his cock. I put my arms around him and leaned in for one of those delicious kisses. Just as important was to revel in his aroma: the scent of his soap, his shampoo, the laundry detergent his mother used and a scent that was unique to his skin underneath it all. Sometimes there was the added bite of his perspiration. I didn’t know if Jeff was reveling in the Ashley fragrance, but he was content to just hold me close as we shifted position now and then. ‘I don’t even know what to say. I don’t know exactly.