.. I meet Mrs. Rose Honeysuckle"Hello, are you Mrs. Honeysuckle?" I asked, giving her what I've been told is my most charming smile."You took long eno...gh," she sniffed."And young man, my name is Rose—Rose Honeysuckle" she said, softening slightly. "You know... like the old song, "Honeysuckle Rose."She sings a few bars off key... !I didn't know the song. What is this, some kind of operetta? I thought. But, I'm on a roll here; so, I decided to cut right to the chase."Mrs. Honeysuckle," I asked,. Samne manoj khada tha uskey hatho main whisky ki ek badi botel thi.Me: itni der kaha laga diManoj: aapne hi to kaha tha kisi ko pata naa chale isliye resort ki light band hone ke baad aaya hoon, ab jaldi andar aane do kahi koi dekh na leMaine usse andar le liya , andar neha two seater soga par baithi tv dekh rahi thi , manoj ne bottle table par rakh di aur neha ki khoobsoorti ko niharne lagaMain neha ke bagal main aakar baith gaya.Me: aao baitho , maine manoj ko apne sofe ke samne wale 1 seater. " I spoke up and said, "Just show up at 7. That is when the fun is going to begin." I walked up to Gil and planted a hot, wet, long, French kiss on him. I was rubbing his hard cock through his pants as he worked one of my breasts. I broke the kiss and said, "Let's go behind the curtain and get this party started."I pulled off my top in one quick motion and tossed it over the back of a chair. I put my thumbs in my waistband and down came the skirt and panties. I stood there in my bobby socks and. ‘Whew!’ I thought to myself, ‘That was good!’ My shorts were down around my ankles and I had pulled my tee shirt up. My hand still idly massaged and stroked my cum-covered cock; it made me twitch a little because the head of my penis is always very sensitive after ejaculation. It was then that I heard the slight creak of the floorboards outside the partially open door and caught a glimpse of a shadow. “Oh, shit,” I mumbled to myself, and reached down to pull my shorts up, smooth my shirt down,.