The roads are packed too; car horns blaring, brightly coloured buses and trucks, tuktuks, motorcycles with entire families aboard. Smells of all sorts...assail your nostrils; food, flowers, God alone knows what. Everywhere there is industry, hard work, endless toil.My friend Mags and I had been there for a week and finally taken a train from Bangalore to Mysore. Mysore was different. Here the streets were wider, cleaner, the people more relaxed, less stressed. We got a cab from the station and. “If my being here means you can’t act like you normally do, I should go home.”“Cindy, we’re just...”“I know what you’re just doing,” she said. “And I know if I wasn’t here, you’d probably all be naked and making love. I’m not, like, ready to participate in any of that but I don’t want to stop you, either. Go ahead. Get naked. Make love if you want to. I don’t mind. There. Now I’m topless, too.” Cindy stripped off her T-shirt and we all gasped. I tried not to stare at her lacy bra on those. Their legs were probably beginning to protest.The wives eventually decided to give them a break. They ran their handsover the punished cheeks, feeling how satisfyingly warm they were. Andthe color was so vivid."You're lucky," Belinda said. "We're just a couple of softies. You maygo to Candy's room and lie down for a nap. And I hope you've learnedsomething from all this."The simpering sissies were apologetic as they said they wouldn't forgethow to do things the right way. They went off to. That lovely chica didn't have to ask me twice i unloosened her bikini bottom and her top"wait til i get these trunks off i'ma fuck your lovely warm latin pussy baby" i told her i got up out of my trunks and she lay own on an inflatable raft in the pool"nitido sexo" she whispered i got on top of her and reached downand pressed my dick agaisnt her warm mexican pussy lips"oooh papi si ooh papito!" she moaned as she ran her fingers across my bald head"uhhh natalia villaveces" i grunted i begin.