Steve had the guard’s phone in his hand.“His phone is locked,” Debs said. “Eight-digit passcode.”“May I?” I asked and she handed it to m..., with a look at her partner.“May I look at your phone please?” I asked the guard. I couldn’t help sounding a bit smarmy. He deserved worse.“Fuck you,” he growled. Steve opened his mouth, but I beat him to it.“Thank you for your cooperation,” I said. “Oh, it appears to be locked. Can you tell me the passcode please?”“Fuck you twice,” the guard snarled again.I. I am talking about kissing and not humping, I would never be so sinful as to stoop to incest and risk my immortal soul.Both Trish and I were wearing sort of skimpy two piece bikinis but I have to admit in all honesty that Trish's backside looked a whole lot more promising than mine because she had those curves in the exact right places and when she moved even slightly, that special gap between her ass cheeks looked like a tantalizing welcome mat right in front of the rear door.My not as curvy. She smiled, walked right up to him, and gave him a hug.He smiled a lopsided grin and said, “How ya doin’ kid?” His voice was low and flowed in smooth southern drawl.“I’m good,” she said and pulled back. “I’m glad you’re here.”“When I got your call, I had to let the bean counters know where I’d be. They tried to send someone else, but I didn’t give ‘em a choice,” he said and looked at me. He nodded my way. “Is this the guy?”Dalton nodded and they both looked at me, as if I were expected to. Maine raju se kaha raju mera nahane ka man kar raha hai raju kuch nahin bola. Maine bina der kiye kapade utar ke nangi ho gayee. Raju ki aanke to jaise phat hi gayee. Boala didi ye kya. Maine kaha kapade gile nahin honge. Our main jharene ke niche khadi ho kar nahane lagi. Meri peeth raju ki tarf thi. Raju lagatar mujhe ghure ja raha tha. Maine Ab maine apani sexy harake shuru ki. Pahale maine apani chuchiyon ko khub ragada. Fir mai apni bur our gaand ko sahlane lagi. Raju ka chehra lal ho gaya.