"Up top, Grace hollered from the masthead, "Unless you were getting out of the way of a Laker or a Saltie."Her voice, filtered down through the dense ...og, had a ghostly muffled echo to it."I know what a Laker is, what's a Saltie?" Ocean going vessel ... about 5000 tons, up the SaintLawrence river to Montreal, through the Casson Canal, they call it the Lachine Canal now." Grace hollered."Fuck!!" Are you going back or keep going?" David asked."Why?" We picked up the survivors from a collision. Mami aaaah oh or kaar maza agas ui mami ko pasine aa rahe the thund waise hithi winter ka mausam tha mami ko pasina aane laga mami ne ac laga diya or jyada thund ho gayi mami or mein chipak gye boli ki bahar room se purse hai wahn se condom ka bada pack rukha hai mere liye wo leke aa ja mein bahar gaya mami leti hui thi humne blanket or liya pehle rto mami ne merqa lund ko suk kara 3 4 drop mami ki mouth mein tapak gayiMami ka mouth mein se cum ki smell aa rahi hi unka face white ho gaya th. Time and time again, I would allow myself to go along in these short journeys he would concoct in his mind. Predominately, his stories included me fucking other men. This turned me on like crazy. I had only had these kinds of thoughts a few times in my life on my own and it had always involved alcohol when I would allow those thoughts to creep in. I began to chime back to Tom about feeling a different cock inside me, and how I would make this stranger cum. This kind of banter would usually send. "I broke my mug full of pencils when I came." He kissed her again. "You broke my lamp." ---- Amala loved the way Steve looked at her. He kept sneaking peeks at her breasts, and grinning when she caught him. He wanted to see her from every angle, in every kind of light. "The darkroom was all your idea, wasn't it?" Steve asked, putting a hand on her thigh. "Well, I sort of planted the idea, yes," she said, grinning, "and the girls just ran with it." "You deserve a prize. Let's find a podium.