With every splash I felt down there, my smile got a little bit wider."Holy shit, both of you are just hotter than hell," he moaned before I heard a sm...ll bang."Oh, he doused your ass, Mina," she observed before she came around me.I peeked back at her and saw her lowering herself to it. "I was supposed to lick all that off your face, but it is okay to clean it all off my butt now," I pointed out, watching her. Oh, that tickles, Nova. Sorry to quote the pun again, but you are just a supernova.. He was only the second penis I’d ever had inside me and the fact that he was bigger, thicker, and longer somehow warmer, made him feel so good inside me compared to the toys that Sandy and I had been using. But the best thing was his endurance. On and on he went inside me, for what seemed like an eternity of never-ending sexual pleasure.What had happened to Sandy I don’t know, but Keith continued to give me many of the biggest, most intense orgasms I’d had to date? Sandy was good, but if you. To papa bole, “waise kaise laga ladka tujhe”.“Yeh to suhaagraat ke waqt hi pata chalega par lagta to bhola hai”, main kaha.Hum hansne lage. Phir papa bole, “agar wo tujhe drink wagaira karne ko kah to kar lena…bahut maja aata hai”.To main kaha, “maine to kabhi ki nahin”.To papa bole, “main taste karwa deta hoon”.Phir papa 2 peg bana laaye aur hum dono drink karne lage. Humne 2-2 peg pee liye. Papa ke lund ka ubhaar dikhne laga tha aur mere andar bhi lehar daudne lagi thi aur nasha bhi ho gaya. There were no sponges available in New Mexico at his time, so he tried using the heart of a cactus trunk as a substitute. He cut a section of large diameter trunk from a cactus and stripped the outer layer from it, leaving a cellulosic cylinder which he fastened to a stick. This stayed soft and "spongy" as long as it stayed wet, and it made an adequate substitute for the missing toilet paper. Each person had his or her own "wiper," so sanitation was not a serious problem, once the children were.