I can wear a bikini and get a lot of looks, though I just can't do thongs. Sorry, guys.I do shave (yes, there) and like the look and feel of it.So, th... last time we had a threesome, our conversation got around to sex (surprise!) and something that I had said jokingly over dinner.I had remarked that I could easily outlast both of them in a sex contest. Gene asked, "Were you serious about being the winner of a sex marathon against the two of us?"Hmm, I thought, I've really never, ever have had. I wince and you ignore me but I see a smug look on your face. You pick up a smaller peg and go to put it on my clit and I scream and tell you no. You stop in your tracks shocked by your defiance. You grab my face ad slap me. You see a tear roll down my face from the sting of the slap. You laugh at me, a dirty horrible laugh. You tell me I am going to get punished for that later. You go back to what you was doing and put the peg on my clit and I moan out. I didn't expect it to feel this good.. The next posting to the Far East had not seemed to make much difference. I would still carry my worries about my family but for a while I could relax on a boat: a cruise liner no less. There was always the threat of submarines of course but in my case, fear of the unseen did not seem as bad as the results of the attacks that I had witnessed. For eight weeks we sailed through the tropics with stops at all sorts of exotic ports. For a young man whose entire life had been spent in England this was. Wahi hua mere Javed uncle ki bhi nazar meri maa pe aa gayi thi. Maine kai bar dekha tha Javed uncle ko maa ko dekhte hue.Jab meri maa kuch bhi kam karne ke liye jhukti to uncle meri maa ke chuchi ke gehrai napte, aur meri ma jab chalti to maa ki gaand ko dekhte. Ye sab to ab common ho chala tha. Ab hum charo mein formalities wali sharm khatam ho gayi thi.Jaise pehle kuch din maa jab bhi kam karti to nighty ke upper dupata dalti thi. Par ab nahi ab uncle unko dekhe uska koi fark nahi parta. Aur.