I wanted a chance to catch the next rock thrower.This time, the attack was not with a rock, but with a bucket of whitewash. A man walked up to our sho... and threw a bucket of whitewash at our front door. The man who did it was pretty dumb because he stood too close to the shop when he dumped the bucket. The whitewash splashed against the door and the wall on either side. Some of it hit the man's clothes and stuck, and the man walked through the spilled whitewash on the sidewalk to try to paste a. It was nearly eight and dusk was well upon them. The temperature was dropping, but Ingrid was still comfortable in her sweatshirt. ‘Are you warm enough?’ she asked him. ‘It is getting cooler. I’ll just grab a sweatshirt.’ He got up to go and she stopped him. ‘Wait here, you’ve been up and down those stairs a hundred times. Besides, I’ve got something for you,’ she said, stepping down the companionway. In a few seconds, she was back with the dark green sweatshirt, the twin of the one she was. Then after that, Sandhya laid back on the couch and said, “your turn”.And so, I knelt down and started to kiss her. Then slowly, I kissed her cheeks, her forehead, her neck, and one kiss at a time, I went down towards her breasts.I undid her bra and oof, she has the most amazing sexy tits. I didn’t wait, but instead jumped straight in and started to kiss, suckle and bite her nipples and tits.I hear her moan and push my head onto her breasts.Then slowly I pulled down her panties. She was so wet,. The blonde shook her head and sat up as I pressed my pubic bone to Jana's. She looked back at Jana, who looked drunk.Jana wasn't intoxicated, but any need for more pain had apparently been washed from her mind. She pulled Vanessa to her for another kiss. The brunette's hips rocked up and down and I moved in tandem. Otherwise, Jana paid me no attention.Vanessa either forgot I was present or simply didn't care as she threw a leg over Jana and pressed as much of herself as she could to her lover..