However, i am only building it up, so that the excitement may last a while.– The story continues from part 9– All characters involved in this stor... are fictional and bear no resemblance to anyone dead or living.Mother and I – Part 10From the diary of Prashant Sharma……..This is the diary to chronicle events which took place in the last 43 years of my life.This the year 2011, month of February and am 64 years old. Presently, I am sitting at my desk in my posh house in New Delhi and writing this. "What did the guys say about my hickey?" she asked.He blinked. His grin dialed down a notch. That was not the reaction she expected, dodge question or not."They wondered who gave it to you," he said uncertainly. "I told them I didn't know."Faye blinked rapidly. "Okay ... thank you. I think," she said slowly.His grin was completely gone now. "What was I supposed to say?"She had no idea. She was very confused. "Who do you think gave it to me?"He cocked his head. "Who did?"She realized he didn't. After the round of drinks, they tried to get the guys to get naked as well, but that didn’t work. Then they tried to get Pam to join them in their nakedness, and that didn’t happen.About this time, the three girls from the bathroom returned. Linda, one of the three girls from the bathroom asked. “Did you girls bet and lose your clothes again?”The guys did a double take and almost as if rehearsed said at the same time, “Again?”Amy informed her, “No, they stole them when we were skinny dipping in. Using my hand to keep my cock at the right angle for entry, I pushed forward with my hips, feeling my cock first spread her lips apart and then feeling its head enter her. My presence there was greeted with a long moan…. “uhhhhhhhhh,” and I waited for a moment before slowly burying my length inside of her. She felt amazing and different, as it always does with someone new in that hard-to-quantify way. Maybe it was tighter than my wife, but what I knew is that she seemed to grasp my cock all.