Aslam ab thoda sa uper utha.. Aur mere boobs se uska seena thoda sa alga kiya… uff bhagwan” .. Maine ab apni choot mein Aslam ke lund ko dekhrahi ...o.. Saara lund meri choot mein tha aur mai uska andkosh ko apni choot per dekh kar halke se muskurane lagi…mai abhi gor se apni choot mein ghuse hue lund ko dekh hi rahi thi ke Aslam ne zor laga kar shararat se meri choot per apne lund ka zor lagaya aur meri choot ko apni lund ke aaspaas ke ghoshte se dabane laga…..maine Aslam ke chutre dabate hue. “You can call me Emmanuel.”“Emmanuel.” She thought about the meetings with her friends from Saint Jude’s. “Emmanuel. God with us.”“Very good! Gold star.” His expression wasn’t actually a smile. What was it? Compassion?She watched his face, thinking. Somehow, his presence was comforting; she felt safe, even loved. “Why?”“Your parents?”“Yeah.”“They were making the world a little better place for a few people.”“Yeah, but...” she sniffed.He laid a hand on her shoulder. “There is no safe way, no. But I DID owe Mark some favors and he was calling them in. And Courtney would do whatever he asked, I knew.No more objections. Courtney revved up our sex life which was already pretty hot. Said she wanted her pussy in the best shape it could be for six men. Although she made reluctant comments from time to time I could tell that she was imagining what it would be like.The women needed to pack mostly outdoor clothes since they would rarely be dressed in the cabin. Courtney would have to adapt to. Actually, that was ALL I could think about over the next few days. I had seen Kyle's brother Kit before, and he was a handsome dude, already an adult, I suppose at least eighteen years old. His body was well developed, and he had muscles that showed when he stretched or bent. Finally the day came when Kyle's parents were away from home and his brother, Kit, was home as well. Kyle told me that he had told Kit what we had done, and that Kit seemed pleased and wanted to join the fun. When I got.