Par maine uskay saamnnay bohot free or comfortable behaive kiya.V : I am sorry Ravi. tum toh bohot fit ho par main to moti hun. tumhari pant mujhe fit...nahi aa rahi.R : Nahi-nahi….esi baat nahi hai tum toh bilkul theek ho…… Mujhe hi dhyaan dena chahiyee tha.Main tumhe abhi apni dhoti deta hun.V : array rehnay do….mujhe koi problem nahi hai tum say kesa sharmana…..Ravi nay mujhe chai dii or window k pass jaa kar khada ho gya. Main samajh gayi thi ki vo mujhe avoid kar raha hai par chup-chup k. She: You naughty.Me: I’m serious.I sent her a pic of my tent.She: That’s huge.Me: It is. Wanna see it?She: Kinda.Me: You first…That day we shared almost 10-15 pics but with the clothes on, but that was enough to keep us charged. Several nights passed by with those hot chats…It was Monday morning…The moment I saw her I got a hard ON, she was wearing a graphic t-shirt which was not enough to hold her oversized Boobs. I winked & complimented her, to which she blushed!!! Things started to get. Quantock House had seen better days. It was a medium sized, two storey, dwelling, built sometime near a hundred years ago. All the woodwork needed a coat of paint; many roof tiles required replacing, some windows had shattered glass, and the whole building gave the impression of neglect and decay. It stood in a substantial area of what had once been carefully tended parkland, but now resembled a jungle, with fallen trees and thickets of brambles. Away in the distance could be seen Wills Neck,. Tracy let out one finalloud shriek whilst pressing herself hard against Pansy's mouth, thencollapsed back onto the bed with her eyes closed and a sweet satisfiedsmile on her face. She reached down, and placing the palm of her hand onhis forehead, gently pushed him away. He rolled back to an uprightkneeling position.During all of this he had been oblivious as to what Debbie had beendoing, and when he focussed on her he saw that she was laying on herside facing them, with her head resting on one.