Now tell me. What do you like?Me: (I took up courage and said in very naughty voice) it depends on the girl.G: oooooooo. Depends on what?Me: depends o... whether girl is coming or going away (dialogue of kya super cool hai hum)G: ha? Stop copying dialogues from movies. Tell me.Me: ass and boobs!!!(I said directly on her face).G: really? Hmmmm; now you are becoming a boy; you like big boobs or small boobs?Me: obviously big boobs akka. Big boobs like mom and aunt.G: ooo!!!Then what about my boobs?. Josh, Sandy and I sipped white wine. Andy and Liz quaffed scotch over ice with a twist of lemon. Soft music played in the background. Flickering candles and dim indirect lighting enhanced the romantic setting.The scene is set. Let the games begin, I thought.Josh groaned inwardly. He enjoyed Sandy's games, but also feared them, perhaps justifiably so after the fiasco that nearly occurred during the last one."What's your take on nudity?" Sandy asked Andy and Liz.Andy's cynical smile crinkled his. Given Jim’s fear of flying there was no question that he would be driving and she regarded this to be an opportunity of them to transform his trip into a mini-vacation. He took up her suggestion and he extended the trip by taking some of the leave days he was owed. Whilst she understood that the trip was all about Jim’s work she justified her involvement as providing essential companionship for him on the long distance drive that would take them through every state between Massachusetts and. I was in awe. I just kissed it lightly, licked it, and caressed it with both hands. My entire face was coated with her juices. For a second, I think I knew what was coming. We were about to cross a line. What had previous had been fantasy, was now about to become a reality. Slowly, with the flat of my tongue, I licked her puffy, rosebud, tasting the saltiness of her sweat and something else, some a bit more bitter. Yes! She grunted, Lick my hole, you bastard. Reaching around and grabbing my.