Obviously the weight piled back on, but we didn’t mind: if he wanted to try get back in the gym, we’d simply do the same again. If it worked once,...it’ll work twice… So beware, fitness is definitely not good for you! Oh, before I forget, going back to the trapped wind. You’re no doubt wondering why that happens, why we’re willing to trap enough air that you feel like you’re going to explode – in fact, it feels as though an explosion is the only way you’ll find some relief – well I’m not going to. I am a ladies tailor. My english is no good and excuse me. This is a story of how I got my blessings in disguise. It was rainy season,and you know how it rains in Bombay. I was about to close my shop and go for lunch, when a couple came in their scooter. The lady was very fair and beautiful. The man wsa skinny, bony and tall. She came to the shop and asked me to take her cloth for stitching blouse. I told her that I am going for lunch, and being Monday afternoon is a holiday. I asked her to. She whispers in Allie's ear, "I think the kids are about ready to be sent to their room." Yeah," Allie replies, "you wanna get out of here?" Let me talk to Rosy," she answers.When the song ends, Carla says to Rosy, "I need to pee. Let's go to the ladies' room."Once they get in the large, crowded ladies' room, Carla takes Rosy to a corner where they can talk with some privacy. "How-ya feeling my little Rose?" I'm feeling good. Too bad we can't find a table." No, I mean, how are you feeling with. The feel of her sister's mouth on her big tits and her finger fucking in and out of her wet pussy combined to turn the younger girl on with a savage intensity.Babs continued to finger-fuck her little sister while she bit and nibbled on the rigid nips which were visibly throbbing with lust.Suddenly, Babs moved back down between the other girl's legs and fastened her hungry mouth on Carol's horny cunt."Babs! Ohhhhhhhh, God, Babs!" Carol screamed.Babs raised her face from her sister's crotch and.