Can’t give me privacy can you? I give the camera the finger and a sweet smile.Wait…I’m wearing his nightshirt. That means…“ASSHOLE! What did...you do?”I threw a slice of plum and missed, “Dick!”Within a minute, the door opened. I crossed my arms. Tapping my foot. Him.“Good morning! Or should I say afternoon?”“You can go-“He tsked me. I hate that! I turned my head away and hmphed. He gave that chuckle that I love and hate. Tapping my foot again.“Good, I’m glad you ate. You have long day ahead of. Anita hand touched down on the bottle caught by Drake' s eyes. He placed his warm hand on her arm before speaking inches from her face. "Truth or Dare?" he asked, cocking one eyebrow as he waited for her to reply. "Truth" she said, nervously. He pondered for a second, placing his finger on his chin and posing in a "thought mode". "How many people have you fucked?" he asked before yawning. Instead of going red or blurting out a bunch of randomness Anita stood her ground, gently pulling herself. Just the ends trimmed and had it styled in an updo with wispy bits loose to float over my neck."Hurry!" Cleo called rushing by my door heading to the bathroom. She herself was only in a panty. Her boobs bouncing up and down as she raced by."Hey! I thought you were taking me on vacation, so far you've only rushed me and bossed me around!" I shouted back."Move it!" Was the laughing reply as she raced the opposite way brushing her hair as she ran. "We're running late." Ok, Moving Moving" I. Priya: That is a sorry attempt at clicking a picture. And how do I even know if it is you!Manish switched on the lights and took a full picture with his well-hung tool and sent it to her.Manish: Is this better?Priya: I am impressed, old man! You are a stud!Manish: So?Priya: So what?Manish: You cannot light a fire and walk away from it! Show me some more.Priya: Are you kidding me? My husband is right here. I am not risking anymore.Manish: That’s the fun! You indulging an old man while your.