“Are you into this stuff, too?”Jen froze. Oh, shit! Jo found that nasty DVD! At first, Jen tried to play it down.“No, but Matt found it interest...ng to watch after seeing some of it at a friend’s poker game.” And as she was saying it, her mind was finally registering what Jo had said… “too?”, meaning are you also into this stuff?“But apparently you are, aren’t you Jo?” Jen said it a little suggestively.“Well, okay,” Jo admitted, “my last boyfriend and I tried it a little.”Jen continued her. If it works well, perhaps I’ll buy us a water tank to use with you.”She danced beside me, laughing happily. “I would love that very much, Master! I like the thought of swimming. And I like the cold showers you’ve taken with me.”“I’m glad to hear it. Perhaps I’ll get the tank anyway, just to play with.” She nuzzled me and kissed my jawline before brushing her fangs down to my throat, caressing the vein there. I couldn’t help but purr to the attention. “Now, where to start with a decent summary. Since it was a village, women seldom wear a bra. Hence their boobs sway and jump in their blouse jacket. My room was in the upper story of my home near the balcony. And to my advantage, our balcony was installed with aluminum sliding windows with a glass, that allows me to watch the street and other homes in front of my own home. But the interesting part was, outsiders can not watch who is in the home. Yes, it was those sun glass type. So I had all the fun to watch every woman who used to walk. Rahul bool ki ha ha main ker dunga.. fir seema booli ki rucko main oil la dethi hun jbe seema bhara oli lenygi tho main rhaul sy pucc kesh leg tho boolo ki maaz aa gya per muje ko apna lund chulny do na mainboolo kyone nhi lo choso..or vo mera lund or ball chuny lega,,tkbe tka seema a gi or booli wowo rhaul main bhi dekhn caathi hun ki ake boy dorry boys ka lund kesh suckkerth hai main sirf aaj tke bottom gay kya baar main suna hi hai main dekhungi main boolo kyone nhi dekho na yr.Or seema.