She said okay and she said beside me. Her shoulder was rubbing my shoulder and I was getting tensed. She was smiling. I introduced myself. And even Sa...eer did. She said that she was married without asking. Babuji smiled at her asked why was she telling all those things. She kept quiet and smiling shyly. Sameeer couldn’t resist himself any more. He saw her and asked her if she is interested in doing movies. She said why was he asking. He said that she was looking very beautiful. She smiled and. “I’m still horny…and hungry.”“I think I can take care of both.” I retrieved the wet dildo from behind her. “I dare you to put this in and we’ll go in for lunch.”She looked at me with that I’m thinking look. A smile came across her face. She took the dildo from me and quickly pulling her shorts down, inserted it, and then pulled her shorts up.“I’d step outside and walk a little with it. You wouldn’t want to have that falling out inside.”“Good point,” she said while trying to get it in a good. ..cunny...her shaved minge...her alluring quim! She loved the different slang terms for her vagina...her female slit...each term applauding its importance...her “object of desire”...let them guess and admire what she did show and let them dream of her hidden charms...the beauty and lure of her hairless, often wet, cuntal slit...the object of sexual pleasure and the sensual prize at the apex of her slender legs to be delightfully licked and probed by a wandering hand, often enough her own,. I knew she was right.I showed up fashionably late at Bertha’s on Friday. Most of the crew was already into their partying cups. I poured myself a beer from one of the pitchers and soon a few of the folks headed home and the group was down to a handful. Eva sat across from me and again her eyes were lasers into mine. Her hair was up in a bun atop her head, fully exposing her slim, sexy cheeks. Soon we said goodbye to the stragglers and it was down to the three of us. With a wink, Rita said she.