Maine kaha Sharmao mat bhai maine tumko nanga tak dekha hai chote main aur hum donoin hasne lage, phir wo pent utarne ko raji ho gaya aur pent utar di...a pent utarte he wo kewal french kut chaddi main tha aur uske penis ka utha hua hissa saf dikhne laga mere ek bar najar uspar chali gayi wo us waqt mere taraf dekhne laga hum donoin thoda sa muskuraye aur phir wo ulta let gaya aur main malham lagane lage malham lagate lagate usne mujhse kaha dekho mere pure kapde utarwa diye Mene kaha pure kahain. I will make it up to you when we get on the ground.’ ‘Remember my love, you are the one that wanted to come here, not me. I could have taken you to a private desert island, with all the comforts of home. You could have worn all those tiny bikinis you bought in Paris. Better still, you could have worn nothing at all. Now we are going to the bottom of the world, because you wanted to see it. Just because your bottom is hurting doesn’t give you the right to crush mine.’ ‘Crush yours, if we were. She knew it took a couple of hours for them to start working on her lower back muscle before the inevitable spasms would commence in a few short hours.When she came back to full consciousness at the bottom of the stairs, she remembered yelling something like,"Oh shite!" or was it "Fecking bleeding hell!"?Whatever, it was not something to be reprinted anywhere except in an erotic short story.As she limped out into the kitchen, Masie realized she now had a blossoming center of pain in her left. A girl does get horny. You guys can look a women's breasts and pussies, why can't I admire a harden cock?" I had to chuckle because she was right. Around 1PM, Jeff called. I answered the phone. He asked what time he should come over. I said let me ask Carol. I asked Carol and she said, "Make it about 7PM." And after about 3 seconds she said "And tell him to bring his cock." I replied to Jeff, "Carol said, come about 7 and bring your cock." Carol screamed in the background and said, "HONEY!!!!".