" I replied, my hands stroking at the inside of her knee."Keep that up and I'm going to fall asleep." Helen moaned, a soft yawn crossing her lips. "I ...hought you wanted to swim." Well, if you're ready..." I challenged, standing up and turning to the water hole. With two large steps I was at the edge, and with a leap I was in the air. I splashed down against the surface of the water with a resounding crack of flesh against liquid.COLD, was my first thought as I stood in the water that reached to. So the next day I thought of going in depth.Till now I haven’t asked her for the picture. So on the next day, I asked her for her picture as I should know with whom I am talking to. When she sent me her picture, my eyes popped out and tongue rolled out dripping saliva. She was a smoking hot man.The picture she sent was a wedding picture, wearing traditional saree, which was ties below her navel and blouse exposing just enough to tease someone. She was fair in color and figure was slightly on. As usual I don’t sleep when I am travelling. It was 9.00 pm at night, we started talking to each other again in the dim light near the door of the compartment. Sitting on the seat no. 7 & 8, we discussed some stupid topics and suddenly he diverted the topic towards sex. He asked me casually, “Did you ever had sex with any girl?” he asked with eagerness in his voice,“No, Not yet” I replied,He was a married man, so asking the same question to him was pointless,“Well, I had with many girls, before. .. He’s just pulling the front of his trousers open, and she’s just beginning to lick her big lips and look up at him, when we cut away to...A high angle shot, looking down from the corner of the windscreen of Charley Ozvik’s car. Charley in the driving seat, driving along an empty motorway.As usual, even in casual dress, Charley is a sight to behold – her low cut top showing off her marvellously fake tits and perfect DOGSLUT tattoo, her lips inflated almost as much as her boobs, hair shiny.