“Mujhe bohot accha lagta hai tumhare sath,” she said. I could tell from her look that never before she felt this satisfied. This was cause never b...fore she had been loved. Always fucked. And in that also the other person never took care of satisfying her. She was probably ‘turned on’ and left unsatisfied with her partner cumming in 1-2 minutes and slipping out. But today she experienced how it feels to be loved, to be caressed and to be fully satisfied. I went to her and kissed her. I lifted. Look like 15. Exactly the age I like best!".I got for answer "I am 25". We both laughed. I didn't see her after. Gone for long. Back now. Age 35?I open our door for her while busy in first chat with an even prettier neighbour I fancy, Shahaan. Iran.I am completely surprised by Mehwash. I even didn't know her name then. Asked her next time I saw her.I am still looking into deep dark brown big eyes of another exquisite exotic beauty. Sideways see'r bend.I am presented her bottom as she bent over. She scolded herself for being a big baby, maybe it was because she was home alone. The ensuing quiet enveloped her as she placed a hand on either side of the tub and lifted herself up out of the water just as another streak of lightening lit up the bathroom this one so much closer. Misty caught a glimpse of herself in the large mirror on the north wall it was almost photographic-like, snapped in that split second of luminosity. Her wet skin causing every curve and angle to be exemplified, white. Soon I had a rhythm going and Glen was moaning and telling me how well I was doing and good it felt. I stroked it harder and faster and soon Glen let out a howl and shot out streams of cum which I caught in a towel lying near by. He laid back exhausted and reached out and drew me to him and kissed me tenderly on my mouth. We both fell asleep, but before I slept, I heard other moans and howls of ecstasy from the other tents, and guessed the other men were doing each other the same. I went to.