“JW?” She said.“Huh? ... unh ... unh ... what? UNH UNH UNH,” I groaned.“Oh ... she’s Okay?”“Better than Ok,” said Ellen ... except t...ere were pauses between words ... and I did hear my name shouted a few times.Zo wormed her way between us and Ellen was off like a rocket. “Oh! OH! OH ... do that agai ... YES! ... THAT!”Several minutes later she said, “STOP! Oh Please ... UNH!”“That’s NOT going down, is it?” More a declarative statement than a genuine question. And made after she was breathing. You're beautiful!" I managed to croak out. Kris punched me in the shoulder. Hard. "Shut up!" she said, but there was the smallest hint of a smile in her voice. "Don't say that.It's not true." I started to open my mouth to argue with her, and then thought better of it. "C'mon," she said, tugging at my arm,"Let's go." We walked to the party silently, me scuffing the soles of my shoes on the sidewalk, Kris looking off in the distance with this look of intense concentration on her face. We didn't. Blessed with hips and curves; the type of voluptuous womanhood that gets called zaftig by certain social circles, and Rubenesque by others. Call it what you will, she packed enough boob and ass to satisfy most men.Marcus hesitated, scratching at his greasy hair. Then Elaine opened her eyes slowly and stretched, feline-like; fingers and toes pointed. Pushed the bed covers to one side to reveal her nude body, spreading herself wide open, inviting him closer.“Come here, lover-boy,” she said,. Kii wo aaj kii raat jake jungle me soingi.Jo bhi ho nahi uthengi.Ur jo bhi aake bua ke body me lage ga .Wo bua ka rakshak ho ga.Toh bua ko wo ladki bola-kii uska ek donkey aaya tha.Jo ki unke chut me apna lund ghusaya.Par boh nahi uthi.Ur donkey unka rakshak hua.Ab bua ki bari .Bua jake soyi.Toh kuch der baad ek snake aaya.Aur bua ke upper aake rehegaya.Uske agle din ka baat ye tha ki bua ek kapade unke rakshak ko lake dikhengi.Job aake sabko dikhayi.Toh sab tang reh gaye.Bua ke saare body pe.