Woh ander aaya aur pahele to dawaze se he dekhte raha mujhe lete hue, phir woh ander aa gaya bedroom mein…..Aur mujhe sota hua samajh ker mujhe pura...uper se neeche tak dekh raha tha aur apna lund bhi apni lungi mein se hila ker khada ker raha tha…..Mein samajh gayi ki yeh pat gaya…..Usne phir apna lauda nikala toh dekh ker maza aa gaya 8 inch lama 2 inch mota aur bilkul kala tha….Jaise mujhe pasand hai…..Usne meri taango ko dekhte hue muth maarna shuru ker diya aur maine jaan bujh ker apni. I refused to believe what I had just seen. There was no way that was Jean.After a lifetime the Kid and Nobby relieved us. Derek and I moved back to the basha, to get our heads down. Derek spoke only when we got there, "Was that yer wife?" He spoke in a murmur. Whispering carried in the dark because of the high frequency 's' sounds. A murmur was deeper and since we were packed close in the basha we could speak low and it wouldn't carry all that far."How'd you know?" Tell me about it." The guy. Sometimes all it took was a little jiggle and a smile, sometimes a bit more. A few drastic situations had called for drastic solutions, or at least solutions that might’ve seemed drastic to someone else. To her, the result had easily justified the means.“You have thought about that, haven’t you?” Gail said, adding that the look on her face gave it away.“So what if I have?” Dana countered. “He wasn’t driving it, you were, so what’s the point?” she added with an obvious regret in her voice.“What. ”“Oh? And what’s that?”“I have a tendency to bite, and scratch.”“Well, at least I don’t have to worry about the scratching part.”“How so?”“You can’t scratch if your hands are tied up.”“God I don’t want to wait till tomorrow. I want to fuck you now.”“Patience is a virtue…”“Yeah, yeah, yeah”____________________________ Knock, knock, knock. The door creaked as I opened it.“Oh, hey sweetie. What’s up?””Hey Az. Not much.”“I made coffee if you want some.” He sat back on the end of the couch and lite.