I ask the man and woman in the corner, “Can I go upstairs?” “Of course. Hurry up!” She’s standing next to me now, patting my shoulder and tr...ing to comfort my nerves. I smell the scent of food drifting around, and I find the massive source for it upstairs. It’s the perfect party, complete with food and music, and of course this wonderful view of the waterfall rushing over the huts. A few people greet me. They tell me to get comfortable. “Why wear all those clothes on such a hot day?” Or they. It takes away the pressure of them wanting to have sex, and I am not ready for that yet, for sure. So to me, it was a much safer thing, and it's kind of exciting anyway. I always figure that if I give the guy a blow job and he cums before I let him in my pants, there is a much better chance that I will keep my pants on, if you get what I mean."We had just about finished the dishes when Stacey walked in the door. "Look who I found walking up the driveway."I spun around and saw that coming. Deeply happy. I loved him not only forthat, but for the sparkle in his eye when he looked at me, for the timeshis hand cupped my ass, squeezed the butt-cheek possessively, for thetimes he said I looked good in heels or that tight jeans made mygorgeous ass look even better and for the many times he kissed mytoothless and defenseless slave mouth deeply, his insistent erectiontelling me that he wanted me, desired me. I look at the broken wreck heis now and for the first time ever I hope that Lord. Dehkne main wo katrina kaif ki bahan lag rahi thiuska figure aur uske boobs dekne layak the uske boob to tshirt ko fadkar bahar niklneko tayar the iske baad hum upar chale gaye us din garmi bahut thi to chaha nepaani lane ko awaaz Lagai to wahi ladki aur meri chaha ki ladki pani lekar aayi,usne jaise hi meri taraf gilas badaya to uske rasile boobs mere samne the yaaromera to band hi baj gaya. Main glass ko bhul gaya aur uske boobs ko dekta raha,usne mujhe uske boobs dekhte hua taad liya aur.