Partho was still over benokaki and then Partho- benokaki tumi ki banacchiley? Benokaki- ami? Ami ekta buti bannachilam ja lagale sona are sokto anr lo...ba hoy, eta lagabe? Partho- hai tumi jokhon baniyecho to lagabo na? then Partho lyed on the bed properly and beno kaki started massaging and applying the paste on Partho’s cock.They both were chatting, giggling and having fun the all day. Beno kaki and Partho fucked the whole day near the pond and house. Partho(beno kaki was lying on the ground. Grace added a little jig.The trip to Sandwell Valley Park was another success. They walked for an hour and a half nattering happily about nothing important but were both happily surprised when Grace slipped her hand into Terry’s. She had not even thought about it. She just did it. Terry took it, gave it a gentle squeeze and her an equally gentle smile. They walked on without a pause in conversation.They had their picnic, again simple but different: soup of course but then cold chipolata. She shyly touched my hardened prick and looked up. I again did nothing.Slowly she sank to her knees, both hands now holding my stiff cock. She explored the length and thickness of me as if she had never seen a male member before. She looked up once more as she began stoking me, arousing me to climax. I did not stop her. I wouldn't have even if I had been coherent enough to think straight.Her hand job technique took my breath away. It was novel to me, different from Sally's or Janey's. I had had. . what gave me a cup size?"Tray opened his blouse some, readjusted the closure of it- "feelslike.... ya, this is not comfortable."Casey's chest was trying to burst from her bra. Tray wanted to take thedammed thing off it was so uncomfortable."You agreed. You both agreed when I told you it was all I had left totry," she said.Casey formed a dustpan and scooped up all the vomit into a jar and sealedthe container- not with a cap, but just by closing it.Tray floated up off the floor, floating about.