“Hey,” Desmond said, touching my arm, “you hungry?”“Starving," I smiled back at him.He led me to a hot dog shack just up the street. A faded...sign read “The Dog House." An older gentleman in a clean apron and the local team’s ball cap took our orders. Des ordered a chili cheese dog and I had an original with sauerkraut and grilled onions. Des wrinkled his nose at my choice.“What?” I asked, chuckling, "I can’t kick back and enjoy a hot dog?”“Apparently we disagree on what we consider delicious.”I. Kavita: Haan to… to kya hua, woh poorani baate thi.Bharti: Achcha to aap ki jawani mein aap bikini mein ghum rahi thi aur main ek short pehanu to aapki jalti hai.Kavita: Meri kuch nahi jal rahi. Par sharm bhi to koi cheez hai.Ye sun Bharti chid uthi. Woh ye soch chidi ki uski maa sharm laaj ki baat kar rahi hai. Jo kal raat Rahul aur Sarika ke sath besharmi bhara khel khel rahi thi.Bharti: Aap zyada sharm laaj ki baat mat hi kariye.Sarika aur Rahul ke chehre ka rang halki si gambheer pad gayi.. Booth 5 was my favorite booth because it had holes on both sides. I was lucky it was open, so I entered. There were guys in the booths on both sides, but neither looked to be my military guy. I decided to stay and try my luck. I stripped naked, put money in the machine, and put on some interesting porn. I surveyed both guys and the one on my left had his pants down and a wedding ring. So, I concentrated on him. I could barely see his dick but he was obviously stroking. I motioned. I told him my panties are soaked. He pulled back a bit to see me silently begging for him. Our slow dancing was his way of moving me towards his turned down bed.He must have done this while I was in the bathroom. Andrew kissed his way to the back of my dress. He unzipped my dress, letting the sleeves drop off my shoulders and landing on the floor by my feet. I removed his tie and shirt, before finishing off with his belt. Andrew worked his hands over my bra, lifting a tit from it's cover.