..um...” “You’re not glad you came in Neeta’s pussy?” she queried, raising her eyebrow like an interrogating head mistress. “Well, that to......I mean, it was fantastic... How could it not...” I stuttered. “Well, honey,” said Anita, “if you can’t wrap you mouth around your words, wrap it around my titty.” I sucked contentedly on her proffered nipple while I planned my next move. Oh, who am I kidding. I didn’t have another move. I lost my spunk when I lost my spunk. “I have a confession to make,”. The room was filled with the sound of moaning and bangles. She was lying naked on the bed, wearing VR and headphones. Her hair was open and a part of the hair was lying from her neck till the nipple of left boob.The sweat of all over her body in the form of tiny droplets and they were shining like pearls. The black silky hair was shining along with the sweat on her boobs and that was giving a very erotic view. She was moaning hard and her tongue was running over her lips.her pink lips were. We were very happy to get out of there and continue our cruise. Neither of them were people I wanted us having anything to do with. From the angry look she shot at Beth Ann, we wouldn't have to worry about getting a Christmas card from her anyway.For two more lazy days we lollygagged our way home. The weather was gorgeous and the lake water was so tempting but Rebecca had strongly cautioned me from risking it and possibly introducing lake bacteria into my healing head wounds. Instead we turned. Mathe pe lamba tilak lagaya tha. Hath aur gale mein moti moti chains thi aur lagbhag hath ke sari ungli mein anguthi pehni thi.Woh bola, “Main Balwant Sinh Takhor hu. Dekho, yaha khet mein 2~3 din kheti hone wali ha. To dhul mitti bohut udegi to apne bungalow ke sab door aur khidki band rakhna.”Maine kaha “Shukriya, thik hai.” Woh bola, “Waise apka bungalow bada acha hai. Kitne room hai? Aur apka naam?” Maine kaha “Thank you, main Rucha Raval hu. Humare ghar mein 5 rooms hai.”Woh bola, “Raval.