Didi ek dum neeche hui aur mere lund ko apne moonh me le liya, main eek baar lund ko didi ke moonh se bahar nikaala aur uske moonh pe pherne laga, usk... honth pe lipstick ki traha apne lund ko firaane laga, phir main eek haath se se didi ke chehre par faili julfon ko hataya aur lund didi ke moonh mein daal diya. Didi maje se mere lund ko choosne lagi. Aaahhh… main to jaise saatwein aasman par pahunch gaya. Mian didi ke baal sahala raha tha aur khud bhi aage peeche ho raha tha. Didi kamala ka. This booklet had pictures of similar acts by men and women. Of course none of the women had a flat chest like me- and they had some well trimmed hair around their pussies! They were indeed much older than me!He told me the names of all the parts and we enjoyed good fucking three times that day- the very next day after losing my virginity! After this it became a regular affair. Every day we eagerly awaited for mom to go and no sooner that she left, we were fucking. We tried several positions. I. But one group of girls, walking off in unison, was turning heads even as they left. This bevy of lovelies was known nationwide as the glamorous dancing group, the Hill's Angels.They were as exhausted as everyone else, having finished an elaborate dance number set at a gym, clad in skin-tight workout gear. The Angels were the show's most popular and most controversial feature, with their lithe bodies, provocative poses and barely-there outfits, dancing seductively or running about in various. I haven’t kept count of how many people have told me that they’d like to see more of this world, and where it was heading. Not a boast-worthy number; say more than three, less than eight. Enough for me to consider that they might know something that I don’t. So, I decided to run with it. Welcome to the second of what I hope might spawn an anthology: Tales From The Pink Zone. Maybe I AM on to something here, who knows? This could end up something like “Master PC;” a world that others might like.