Or mere paas aa k mere kaan pe dire se boli prem tum to bahot tharki ho mere jara se chipakne se tumhara ye haal hai to baki se kya haal hoga.maine us...ki kamar me haath daal k use apne paas khinchte hue bola k “try kar k dek lo kya haal hoga” or us k honto ko chumne laga wo bhi mera saath de rhi thi or jor jor se honto ko chus rhi thi mere lund to pehle se hi khada tha wo us ki tango k bich me us k chut k upar ragad rha tha jis se wo or tite ho gaya. maine us ko ghumaya or us ki gaand ko bike. But when hed turned to ask if he could see her again, she had said yes. Theyd met the following week…..hed picked her up again…the same guilt ridden lies to her hubby and this time Kate had known full well what Rob had had in mind when, once more theyd turned off the road on the way home. This second time though was different…..No small talk….. When hed switched off the engine he had immediately leaned over to kiss her….and shed been more than happy to welcome the feel of his lips against hers.. In about 3 hours I was making my way through a small town where I stopped for gas and sandwiches, knowing that I would probably be alone at the campsite. With a full gas tank and now a sack of sandwiches and chips on the seat beside me, I headed toward the campground. There was a car in the parking lot but I couldn’t see anyone around. I knew that Rick and I were to be in Tent #8 in the “Elm Grove”. I saw a sign in the corner of the parking lot nailed to a tree with the word “ELM ” hand painted. “Are you going to listen to me when mom and dad put me in charge,” Liz asked. “Yes,” Sammy replied.Liz unbound her sister’s wrists but remain laying on her. “Tell me, honestly,” Liz demanded, “Did you enjoy yourself?” Sammy paused for a moment not sure how to respond, what with her legs still being bound, “Certain things I enjoyed very much,” she admitted. Liz smiled and slowly slid her down, letting her tongue trace a long line down Sammy’s body then she turned around, head to ass and unbound.