She knew she was the only one, and that helped assuage any jealousy she might have at him touching all those beautiful bodies. When Jim was training H...rry, he would let Harry work on Connie those times when she was around. He wanted her to feel what the real massage was about. He noticed Harry's hard on when he worked on that exquisite body, and it always made him smile. Connie still insisted Jim's massage was much more therapeutic, but made it clear he shouldn't get any ideas."I won't," he. Well, since he'd become the Avatar. What was not to like? He was wealthy and surrounded by beautiful -- and often quite naked -- women. He had a goal for his life, even if he didn't have a map to achieve it, and sex whenever he wanted it. He was living the dream.Unfortunately, he hadn't realized just how much he'd bought into the concept of the American dream until he'd mostly stepped away from things for a while. Now he was just beginning to see that that dream might be just short of. . tum waha pe ho kya yahi aajao chai pee lena us din ke bad tum ghar nahi aye ho mai khush huwa aur usake ghar chala gaya o aur hum dodno bate karane lage..rat ke karib 8 baje the chai pee ke ho gayi thi bate bhi kafi kar lee thi humane kuch der bad o kitchen me cup dhone chali gayi thodi so aawaj huwi maine puch kya huwa aap thik hai na usane kaha ha thik hu cup girgaya so fut gaya tha o kanch ko utha rahi thi usi waqt mai bhi waha gaya dekh o niche jamin per pade kanch ke tukade utha rahi thi. She placed a second finger next to the first, and slid them along the moist cleft of my nether lips, then all the way up to my clit. Meanwhile, her thumb from her other hand moved down and started gently massaging my puckered asshole, then pressed into it, hard enough for my sphincter to resist, but not enough to get inside. I spread my legs in front of her, hoping she would get the hint and finally push her fingers inside me, but whether she didn't get it, or simply enjoyed teasing me, I.