She was not very tall say 5’5, black short hair and dusky color. I will not say that she was very bombshell but dusky color really suits her…. But...we still don’t have any safe place. She told me that her husband went to Bangalore and i was like then why we need to worry but she refused and said that they have some function at the neighbor’s place so there will be many people (pissed off). Then i said that ok let’s try something in my car (sala pehele hi first time aur usame me itane nakhare).. Dammit, I doubt that either one of us could face a real vacation. The simple fact is that we are addicted to action. I couldn't help wondering if this might be another facet of our DNA change similar to our barrier skin or our added strength.It was with considerable relief that we finally pulled into Phoenix and turned in the RV. That was no vehicle to innocently park anywhere in the LA metropolitan area. Hell, if we did, we would be lucky to find the shell left after letting it sit unprotected. I flushed as I wondered if he knew what we were doing by the sound alone, or if the idea would ever occur to him. I wondered how many other couples were tucked away tonight, warm and toasty, enjoying unspeakable acts of passion and pleasure. SMACK. I struggled to hold back the yelps and squeals that desperately fought to escape my tightly closed lips. I didn’t want to make it any more obvious that someone was spanking my ass for the pure fun of it. “Oh!” His hand fell again and again, the deep. Anyway it was Bob and his mate at the door. They came in and he asked if someone was here. I told him yes, someone is upstairs. He looked a bit annoyed but didn't say anything. Just as he said they would go his friend from upstairs came in the room. Bob looked very annoyed then but his mate said what's the matter? They stayed and chatted a bit. All four of us were then in the kitchen. The one I had been upstairs with pulled the cord on my dressing gown and said what are we all waiting for – we.