“I’ll go see. Don’t you move a muscle”, Savita said as she wore her gown.“..especially that muscle!” Savita continued, winking and looking...at Ashok’s cock.“Yoo-hoo! Savita? Ashok?”, a voice from the door came with continuous knocking.“Coming”, Savita said as she approached the door.Savita opened the door and was shocked.“Mrs. Thakur?”[Saraswati Thakur was the wife of the landlord of Savita’s and Ashok’s house]“I wanted to give you this personally” Saraswati said and offered Savita bhabhi an. It wasn’t long that I realised she’s cumming. And when she came she drenched my mouth with her juice. Taste of her juice was something deferent, which can be explaining, neither bitter nor sweet. I lapped and make her pussy dry with my tongue then slide out from her chadder. That night we both sleep peacefully that we were both contented. Next day Sangita asked me, “How was that surprise Sonu?” “Great Didi! That was my fantasy.” “Which one Sonu?” she asked me teasingly, “the one I suck your. So after the dinner when we were coming back from hotel it started raining heavily and as we were on a bike both of us were completely drenched in the rain. Finally we reached home we were all wet and a usual there was a power cut at home luckily we had a inverter at home that day I mistakenly put my cloths in my sister room. So I went her to take my cloths from her the door was open and I went into her room that moment she was changing her dress and she was half naked and I was totally in. I had gone toe-to-toe with Ridge last year and he was the #1 rated quarterback in his class. None of these guys had that something extra Ridge had.I began to give it my all in a cone drill. It was a basic box configuration so they could see you run in all directions; front, sideways right, back and sideways left. It was a timed drill. It looked like they had staff keeping track of everything we did. I ignored what the other campers were doing and just focused on going full out for every drill..