Nothing wrong with a little coddling at the end of a hard day.But I was sulking now. I made my own microwave dinner and went outside to eat it, seated...some distance from our RV at an outdoor table thoughtfully provided by the park management.Well. Big deal. Either woman could handle her own meal-preparations with little strain. But stiffing them like that made me feel better. Poor Kim hadn't fucked me over personally, but she was a member of the same tribe, so to hell with her, too!My good. "We can give you another spanking," joked Mandy."Not just now some other time," replied Sandra, her face now floods of tears as she read the card signed by all the team.Jane handed Sandra back her panties, making Sandra smile."I'm a little too sore to put them back on at the moment." Oh, dear, Sorry."The noisy part of the mob returned to the kitchen chanting and swigging from ale bottles anew. I stayed seemingly tied to my chair, not daring to get up. Three girls rounded on me in a fit of. We had a great time in berlin. After a while, I had to return to India. That’s when I met her. I was waiting at the berlin tegel airport after checking-in. I was half sleepy because of the previous exploration and stuff.When i was kinda falling asleep in the chair, I heard a sweet voice next to me, “excuse me, are you going to Chennai?”. That’s when I saw her. Shruti is her name. She was just damn. She’s got the “put a ring on my finger eyes”… I was just dumbstruck on seeing her and words. Rick knows I enjoy watching, so the morning ritual has become a point of seduction between us. As he whisks the eggs, he’ll flex the muscles of his forearm. He’ll talk to me about baseball or the stock market, but he’ll speak slowly and use his husky, morning voice, the one that makes me press my thighs together and shiver. He’ll look over at me just before putting the egg mixture into the frying pan and say something funny. He won’t laugh aloud, because he never does, but he will smile. A jolt.