He was pointing a small box at us, and I heard a humming. Then the memories flooded back to me as I remembered everything that had happened to us."YOU...SONS OF BITCHES!" I screamed as I remembered William was alive. Grabbing the toilet plunger as I climbed out of the tub, I aimed it at him. It stopped ten inches from his face, and stuck there. I tried to pull it free, but it was stuck on something that I couldn't see.Then I heard it.Turning, I looked at Nancy, who was sitting on the side of the. Sarah’s ass was the source of TJ’s sexual appetite. He was insatiable, and he had a plan to satiate his lustful hunger.TJ was tall, a bit over six foot or so, I’d estimate. He was virile, square-jawed, lean with broad shoulders and thick arms, hairy all over. Masculine to the max. He had black hair that appeared to be a bit brown in the light, with figments of very noticeable gray hair. TJ didn’t mind the gray hairs; in fact, he liked it, because he looked distinguished among his young adult. ' She had no reason to give me a present, and holding it at arm's length I suspiciously tugged at a flap in the wrapping on the side. With a startling whooping sound, a three foot black balloon in the shape of a phallus rose into the air in front of me. Everyone else in the bar saw what I was holding and fell around laughing.Concealing my embarrassment and indignation, I laughed too, pretending to find the huge dick funny, and said loudly, 'Just what I've always wanted.' In a different. In the previous incident, I got lucky with my worker Ramesh in our coconut farm when I visited my village to attend the marriage of my uncle’s daughter. And honestly there is no fiction in any part of the story, what I have written has really happened in my life and I don’t have the patience to write a fictional story.In the previous incident, we had sex in the coconut farm in the night. We enjoyed a lot and after that incident Ramesh asked that once we l plan in a day and I said yes to him.