I was thrilled but did not show it.We took an auto and reached my home. My heart was beating extremely hard thinking about how my fantasy may finally ...appen. We made ourselves comfortable and started chatting. I found out that she had some argument with her boyfriend and was on break.I consoled her and suddenly hugged her. She did not say anything and the hug continued for a solid 20 seconds.I asked her if she wanted to be more comfortable. She said yes and we moved to the bedroom. We both were. When the winter did come, with a deluge which chilled the poor girl to the bone, exposed as she was, she wondered whether she had not wasted her time by making this long and hazardous trip south. The Fairy's words about caves in which to shelter, came back to mind. Could she have been serious? A cave was shelter and she was denied shelter by day or night. Best not risk further retribution, was her decision. Better to shiver all night and all day until the Spring when her return home could. She can, I'd call it 'help out', if she wants to. OK?"While carrying out this conversation their dinners had disappeared. It actually took longer than it appears when written in the paragraphs up above. Deciding that no dessert was a good idea for both of them they also decided that their evening's business was completed. John put enough money for the two dinners, the drinks, and the tip inside the bill book the waiter had dropped off and they stood up and exited the restaurant. As they walked. Mrs. Sharma was pleased by my reaction. She cupped my shaft in the palm of her left hand and began to pull me off. Shilpa aunty moved her right hand from my hip and began to squeeze my heavy balls. Man, the pleasure was so great that I had to hold onto their bare, soft shoulders to keep myself upright. Suddenly, Mrs. Sharma looked up at Shilpa aunty and said: ‘get him on the couch, I’ve got to chew him.’ the ladies pushed me back until the back of my knees gave way, and I fell on the couch,.