"I'm not saying the older ones are necessarily better, but they sure aren't worse and that's a fact." It's getting downright nasty in town," the old s...uggler sighed and shook his head as he and Antal watched their men unload the boats and move the goods to waiting wagons. "It's like there is a war going on but no one knows which side anyone else is on." I know. I live there, remember?" Antal answered."Aye, that you do," the old smuggler grunted. "Don't know why you just didn't get out while you. Phir m boli shrmao mt mujhe is bat ko thoda smjhao.. Itne to friends hum h.. To usne bola sex krtaM bht hi jyda horny thi kyuki 1month ho gya th isbarPhir wo mere khareeb aaya aur bola tum to puri tyari se aayi thi..Maine haanYaar ek baat bolun agr bura na lge.. Maine bola nhi..To wo bola tum sex bht acha krti ho.. To maine pucha tumne kab dekha..To wo bola ek baar dekha tha jab tum upar chad aur boobs press kr ke chudwa rhi thi..Main aur garam ho gyi maine bola ye to shi baat nhi hain khud. We both froze. There I was, tits out, legs apart, skirt up with no knickers, my fingers nestling shamelessly in my slippery wet gash. I was mortified yet, exhilarated. I’ve no way of knowing for sure if he saw what I was up to, but I strongly suspect he did. He sidled slowly along the row, perhaps shocked, perhaps embarrassed, perhaps with a hard-on, and slipped out of the exit.“Do you think he saw?” My boyfriend whispered.“I’m not sure”. I panted.“I hope he did!” He breathed.I continued to rub. He didn’t want to leave. He didn’t want her to be angry at him like this. But most of all, he didn’t want her to think that she meant nothing more to him than a ‘means to an end’. He stepped towards her, grabbed her arm and spun her around. Lizzie had a chance to briefly look into darkened emerald eyes before Pritkin’s mouth swooped down and crashed onto her. The intensity of his kiss stole her breath and Lizzie let out a small moan. Apparently Pritkin took the small sound as encouragement,.