Bija be inch jetala lund ne andar ghali e fari rokaya ane fari lund no thumako maaryo. Em karata-n karata-n aakha lund ne chut ma-n pesata-n paanch mi...it laagi. Paheli vaar to e excitement thi andhala thai gaya hata etale mari paravah karya vagar ghachch dai ne lund chut m-n ghusedi didho hato. Pan aa vakhate etali utaval emane na hati jetali mane hati. Emana jada ane laamba lund thi mari chut bharai gai. Chut ni divalo lund sathe chapo chap chipaki gai. Ek chhede lund nu-n maathu-n mara. The Goddamned suit ripped. I yelled out, "FUCK! SHIT! What the fuck else is going to go wrong today?"I did have a pair of short shorts and a Tee top that I kept for spares, so I put those on. With no panties, the crotch of the shorts would, with any stretching exercises at all, ride up into my slit and leave the outside portion of my labia, not to mention my ass, protruding into the open air much, if not most, of the time.The Tee top was extremely tight across my big boobs, and didn't quite. She probably was aware of this and wanted to do something which would push my decision. I wanted to see what she would do. So I kept on looking at the CV on my table.Suddenly, she coughed. As if the water went down the wrong channel. And the water from the bottle missed the target. Intentionally? I do not know. But it did for sure. And it spilled on her top. This made the top totally transparent. It showed her boobs in full glory. The cloth stuck to the skin and I was given the best ringside. “Time for me to head off to the airport” said Amy as she stood up and grabbed her suitcase. She stopped and gave me a hug and a kiss “Make sure you save some for me when you get home on Monday” She whispered in my ear.I walked with Amy down to the lobby where her Uber was waiting and waved as she drove off.When I got back into the room, Hannah was sitting on the bed playing with her phone. She looked up as I walked in and went back to what she was doing.“What’s the plan for dinner tonight?” She.