Mein bola..Akash tumhara dost bilkul nanga hokar hi towel lene bathroom se bahar aa gaya. or uska lund…..kehte kehte manju chup ho gaye..Kya lund da...ling bolo na, mein bola..Uska lund ekdam sanp ke tarah latak raha tha.. Manju boli or sharma gaye. Mein samaj gaya ke Akash ka lund uske mind mein image bana chuka hai. Ho bhi kyo nahin. Akash ka lund 9″ ka tha or mera sirf 6″..Kyonki hum dono college or school time mein ek saathi hi nude halat mein naha lete they or humesha se uska lund muje apne. While blushing she says, “When I was a nurse in the army I served in Vietnam near the end of our involvement there. One day a young soldier in jungle make-up walks in carrying a wounded Vietnamese youth seeking treatment. Our new head nurse starts to tell him to take the youth to the civilian hospital when one of the doctors tells her to be quiet. He quickly treats the youth then gives the soldier some antibiotics for the youth to take later. I asked what that was about because the policy was. He then moved his other hand to my pussy and began to finger it.At first, I tried to cover my pussy but then he gave me a sharp look and I quickly removed my hand. He enjoyed my pussy for few seconds. Then he again took hold of my boob and began to walk towards his seat. I followed him. While walking he signaled to other girls priya and anjali to follow us and ordered all other girls to stay on the stage.After reaching his seat he sat down and made me sit on his lap. He made priya and anjali to. This is the first showing when I was home." "So you're still packing up to move?" she asked. "Yeah, slowly." Gail laughed, "I know how that is. What is that for?" she asked pointing to a large wooden X mounted on the wall with eye-bolts at the ends of each of the arms of the X." "Uhm, It's just a piece of exercise equipment," he said. "I see," she said. And what is this thing?" she asked pointing to an, obviously, home-made 4' cube plywood crate with a two-piece padded top.