The young girl slowly moved the glass of amber colored liquid toward her lips. It smelled bitter and strong, and she flinched involuntarily as she too... a small sip and felt the hot liquid burn all the way down. This was the first time she had drank any liquor straight, and she felt momentarily sick as the whiskey began burning the walls of her stomach. She choked as Billy thrust his hand around her wrist and forced her to drink the rest in one gulp."Damn, she drunk all of that stuff," Vito. .Vo kehti nai muje adat hai..Mene kaha nai.Utaroo or mene unka blouse ki huk kholi….Or apne pass khichliyaa…Or saari bhi utar di…Or dekha usne low clas ke bra panty pehni hui thi…Vo bhi uski chut ke pass halki c fati hui..Nili color ki panty or golden color ki bra…Or uske normal size ke dhile boobs…Par vo bhi uss samay sexy lagrahe the or vo fir muje sabun lagane lagi or lagate-2 neche pahoch Ke…Dabane lagi mere land koo or pani lagaKe chusne…Lagi….Mei jor2 se siskiya bharne..Laga or kehne laha. I rejected all of them tactfully enough to keep the friendship of the man who made the illicit approach. Most of them were married to women I personally knew and I wasn't about to have sex with a friend's husband. This was not to say that I would like to have seen one or two Johnsons the wives had told me about and I had fantasized about what it would feel like to have such a thing inside my cavern of pleasure. One of the wives told me her husband could put his all the way to her womb entrance. He slid a finger along the scrunched swimsuit edges as a swimmer would do when exiting a diving pool. Victor grazed fingers under the suit’s bra triangles, running orbits around and over her aroused nipple nubs, before pulling it taut again over the full mounds. Blonde let Victor get acquainted with her eye-catching assets. All the while, he held her in a locked eye gaze, searching for any glints of resistance or hesitation. None were perceived and Victor knew Blonde could attain superior.