She looked at me and had a rather timid look in her face."What?" I asked."Well, I, uh, have never kissed a boy. So...if I dare you to kiss me will you...do it?" What, really?" I said. I was kinda surprised by the dare. Abby had always been a cute girl. She kept her short brown hair just above her shoulders. She had always been pretty skinny, but not overly so. If I had to guess, I'd say she had B cup breasts which I often ogled through her tight tees and such. Other than the fact that it was my. The daytime heat in West Texas, New Mexico, and Arizona can be a lot to take especially when driving west after noontime and right into the sun. Southwestern California wasn’t a lot better than New Mexico and Arizona had been.Continuing west on I-40 we came to Barstow, California, where we changed from I-40, which ended there where it joined I-15. We took I-15, which was coming south from Las Vegas, south to San Bernardino. I had checked on the internet for hotels there last night and had made. John gave you along and deep kiss, “you look like some high class whore darling…fucking horny” he gently circled his fingers over my pussy lips, dipping ever so slightly into my sex with a satisfied sigh “darling you really are one wet pussy’d slut.” We both walked down the stairs together, John went into the dining room as I swung the door open to the siting room.The three men were all dressed in the same sexy uniform, a shiny black tight rubber tunic revealing their hunky chests, the bottom. Looks great on you.Salomi: Chal jhoote(you liar). Mujhe pata he tu mujhe bina saree ke imagine kar raha he(I know you are trying to imagine me without a saree on)Listening to this I get an instant boner.Me: I don’t think im lucky enough to see you that way.Salomi: maybe you are. Follow me.She slowly goes to the nearest rest room and I look around. Everybody is busy. Mr gupta is super drunk and has lost all sense of control. I get into the bathroom and without saying a word we start kissing like.