I would be wearing a blue shirt and black slacks. We agreed to have lunch together, and take things from there. I arrived at the restaurant about f...ve minutes early, and Kathy arrived shortly afterwards. It was really nice to put a face to her voice. I’m about six feet tall, and Kathy was about three inches shorter than I was. She looked very spankable in her pleaded plaid skirt and her white blouse. She looked about thirty, and she wasn’t overweight. Soon we were seated, ordered our. “Panty-fucking-hose, no wonder you weren’t going to put it back in.”Karen would have said something, but her mouth was full and her hands were all that was keeping her upright as Morgan started pulling and tugging on her pantyhose and panties. “Next time, stockings, no pantyhose. And these granny-panties have got to go.”Karen thought, “Next time?”Morgan pushed her down on the counter, her ass in the air and then she spit on the crack of Karen’s ass and started rubbing it down until she felt. I wanted to punch the guy but I decided not to, swam back to shore, and sat down on the sand. The guy swam back as well and I found myself staring lustfully as he slowly stepped out of the water. He placed his hands on top of his head and the water dripped down over his six-pack chest. I shouldn't have looked. The guy sat down on the sand close by. He looked at me and I looked at him. "Look, I'm sorry I pushed you," he said, meaning it. "Apology accepted," I said. My heart leapt when he got to. Bus tu masooss kar ke tera viah v nahi hoya – tu aur main gavandi haan aur main tere nall isq kar liya hai. Goodu mainu bahoot dar lag riha hai. Dekh bhua mainu eina patta hai tu himmat vali aurat hai . Fufar tere kolo darda hai . Tu sare pind dee parvah neekiti sarpanch nu tu usde ghar ya khu te niddar hoke mildi c. Tu buss bejijhak hoke mere naal gandian galan kar jis tareeke naal tu ussdin kardi c. Guddu tu bahoot lucha hai Main bua de mumme feel kare pure shakhat ho rahe c , main bua da.