His head was down close watching how Ben was licking me.He kept asking stupid questions like, "Is it nice" when I was panting so hard I couldn't even ...nswer him.I think I managed a few, "Ah, mm, yea, ah, mm... yes " moans in reply. (It was). Mike suddenly started trying to encourage me to turn face down over the couch with my knees on the floor.(I may have been very naive here in not seeing the next chapter coming up but I was honestly more concerned that he was holding Ben back by the collar. He had managed to enhance it’s armour a bit too, reinforcing the joints and buffing the plates a bit.He knew it was the opposite of stealthy and that was not his preference, but he had realized there were too many things he did not understand about this post-apocalyptic world ... too many things that could easily kill him.For now, he had decided to just stick with using the armour. Besides, with the straps and riggings, he had the ability to carry significantly larger loads. Helped a lot when. . I see women in red, pink, green, blue!!!...my head was spinning like a spindle as I turned in my head in all directions and stared and drooled at their bums. I spotted one Bangladeshi woman, her hair was covered with a red cloth and her tight salwar kameez was hugging her hips so tight I wanted to follow her and I crossed the road and walked fast to catch up behind her, got my camera on and switched onto movie mode and started recording as I placed it hanging from my neck in front of my belly. Mera lund b kharra honay laga tha or oos ki tangoo main touch ker raha tha jis say mujay or b maza aa raha tha. Or wo b mera lund apni tangoo main ehsoos ker k meray sath chimti ja rahi thi or bohat taiz taiz sansain lay rahi thi. Phir main nay os say kameez utarnay ko kaha to oos nay kaha k khood hi utar lo to main nay jhut say oos ki kameez utar di wah kia mammay thay black bra main dhoodiya mammay daikh ker to main pagal ho gaya or foraan oos ki bra utar di or oos k mammay choosanay laga oos.