"Can't it wait till morning, Desh?" asked Manya. She was really getting annoyed, as Binu was starting to wake up from this talk, he had just fallen as...eep. So that he did not wake up, she gently got off the bed and walked out to the living room, taking her saree along with her."No Manya, it cannot wait!" said an excited Desh. "I have been promoted, and have to oversee the company's business in Kuwait!" Obviously it meant a great deal to Desh, but Manya could only see problems with this. For some reason, one afternoon whilst Stan was away she had been daydreaming about sex and more so she was dreaming about the incident with the bull she had watched some years ago. She was so hot and horny that her pussy and not her mind was controlling her thoughts. She had to get relief somehow and she had to get it fast. Her panties were soaking wet and her cunt lips and hairs were sticky from her juices; she wasn't sure what she was doing as she pulled her skirt up around her waist. Lifting. Wow!Bella: Fine, whatever!Me: Good girl.Bella: Patronizing motherfucker.Me: Have a great day at work!Bella: Hrmph!After taking a quick shower, I went to the kitchen and joined Rachel and Mom. They have already prepared breakfast.Me: Hi all. Sleep well?Mom: Yes, thank you!Rachel: You were up late. Busy exercising?I knew it. Rachel was spying on me, jerking off. And she’s teasing me with it as well, with mom just sitting there.Me: Uhm. Yeah, I was working out. Er. Push-ups.Fuck, keep it. "She frowned, tilting her head. "For what?" What do think for what? So we can take our clothes off for a change."She fiddled with her hands in her lap, and looked out at the motel. She said, "Oh, I -- Listen, I don't know." What's wrong?" Well, this is so tacky." She looked at me, incredulous. "It's tacky. You really wanna do this?" You don't want to?" No!" She looked at the place again. She said anxiously, "Steven, I don't. I don't. It doesn't feel right. It's -- Nice people don't do this."I.