He'd make you ride for hours, always behind you... looking... really looking. and when he finally got you back home, he'd rip the ripe shorts off your...trembling legs, throw you face down on the bed and toss your salad like it was his last musky meal on earth.all this remembering was making Taylor sweat more than the Tuscan sun. her nipples were now rock hard and showing. the sweat ran down her spine and into her ass, her big strong ass. Taylor loved ass. some times she wondered how she ever got. You can’t take it anymore you then round ripping my fingers from inside you, and start kissing me jumping up and wrapping your legs around me. The person in the lift with us notices you’re not wearing any underwear and quickly looks away, next is our stop. We get out quickly I pick the bags off the floor that I dropped when you jumped onto me. We get to the van I fling the back doors open on throw you inside, straight away at my belt flustered you struggle to get it off, once it’s off, you. “That sounds like a pistol.” Tanya said.They listened as someone emptied their gun at something. They started running toward the cabin.A half-hour earlier...Béla awoke feeling relieved and refreshed. The last few days were receding into unpleasant memories. She reached across the bed to Jake. He wasn’t there. She opened her eyes. Maybe he was out getting firewood.“Jake,” she said, sitting up, “I’m still horny, baby.”“Aw, ain’t that sweet!” an unfamiliar voice said from the other side of the. Me: Kyu?AB: Pata nahi. Tum batao kya kar rahe the?Me: Kuch nahi bas TV dekh raha tha.AB: Achha.Fir hamari aise hi yaha waha ki baatein hui. Fir maine unse pucha.Me: Apko yaad hai jab humne pehli baar baat ki thi tab aapne mere ek question ka answer nahi diya tha.AB: Haan yaad hai. Kya karoge jaan kar?Me: bas aise hi. Bataoge nahi apne dost ko?AB: Hmmmm, shayad bata sakti hu.Me: Ab kaise?AB: Kyuki I trust you now. Mere achhe dost ho tum ab.Me: Achha ji. Thank you. Bataiye?AB: Yar I think ladko.