Aakar beer khatam ki..Fir humne socha room chalte hain..Raste se mene do beer ki can or uthaliye..Or kch cigarettes..Fir hum room ponche..Main washroo... gaya aur wo tab tak change kar rhi th..& jese hi main bathrum se bahar nikla wo nighty pehnkr apne hair set kar rahi & I was like hosh e ud gaye th..Itni hot lagri th..Fair & heavy soft thighs & legs..Aur mera ek dumm se khada hogya..Fir wo kehti bs karo ab dekhte hi rahoge kya merko sharam aari hai..Fir mene smile ki aur use bola ki ap bhi. Laughter. The squeal of tyres. The hysteria of a car zig-zagging back and forth round sharp corners.They parked up and shoved me out of the car. I sprawled on wet gravel, my hand grasping for the Taser in my pocket. I was on my back staring at the three guys approaching me. They were unbuckling their jeans with desperate hungry haste.I brandished the Taser at them. Two of them already had their cocks out and were jerking at them urgently. They got closer."Take your clothes off you. Betty cried out to them, but they could not hear her. They began clawing at one another, trying to free themselves. The blonde gripped the brunette by the temples and squeezed until her thumbs sunk into her head. Her hands melded into the fleshy cranium like clay. Soon the two bodies were beginning to become indistinguishable from one another, a writhing mass of skin and hair. Their screams united as they coalesced, and all the while, their kiss seemed to never end… As Betty now lay awake, she. Only when she arched and moaned deeply, almost a growl, did our lips part. And I too expressed my pleasure with an even deeper growl. Awash in orgasmic ecstasy, we continued bouncing against each other until it became a grinding, as if I wanted more of me inside her, and she wanted it, too.As the orgasms finally abated, our grips on buttocks finally loosened. We still pulled, but with much less energy. Eyes made contact again, losing their glaze. Seeing the amazement on rosy faces somehow.