“You’re being a bad boy” she said. “You want to be a dirty girl?” he asked. She reached over and squeezed his semi-erect manhood and felt it...stiffen further. “I am a dirty little girl.” She smiled seductively.The song ended and the guys at stage erupted into cheers and loudly clapped their hands. Some rose, exposing packages that athletic shorts were not meant to hide. She shuddered inside with desire for those cocks exposed. Wetter she became and stopped her husband from going any further with. We didn\’t met for at least one month, we use to chat and do video calls on Skype, but once we got an opportunity to meet when her husband was going to his home town in Vijaywada with his kid. She was left alone and then we decided to meet and go to Mysore.We boarded our Bus from Majestic and headed towards Mysore, guys we had a wonderful bus journey. We started smooching each other and she was out of control, she did not had sex from last 2 years and was sex starved.She started touching my. "But what do I call you?" Sherry asked, deeply puzzled by his words."I am Cernunnos," he replied, "but no more questions, "off to bed with you, and sleep sweetly the rest of this night, for on the morrow we shall feast like kings." §§§§§The morning was already well advanced when Sherry was wakened by the magical light of the sun reflecting off the snow flooding into her bedroom. She felt more rested than she had for a long time and at the same time curiously happy, the misery of the night. That went on until past midnight. I bet that girl gained two pounds in just that one night. Aunt Beth came in the next morning to get us all up. She sighed and opened a window, grumbling that the room smelled like a sperm bank.Aunt Beth was the odd woman out, so to speak. It really wasn't fair, because Cindy spent all her time trying to get Uncle Bob to make a baby in her. I could understand that, having 'let' him try that in me once, and being FULLY ready to let him try it again ... maybe even.