My tongue is probing every inch of your pussy and clitoris. You can feel something strange in my mouth and ask me what it is. “This” I laugh. I tu...n my tiggler on and poke my tongue out. “Oh my god what is that?” you ask. “This is my Tiggler. It is like having a mini vibrator attached to my tongue” I tell you I get down and start to tongue your pussy again. The vibrations from the tiggler drive your pussy wild. You soon come all down my thorat. "Oh, please fuck me!" you beg. “Not yet. Wait miss. Pranali-Yeah,You were busy with your boy's so why would you find time for me :(Aaisha-dont worry I am here now so next four days I will take nice care of you.When Aaisha was talking I suddenly felt some activity happening om down part.I glanced over the room and guess what I didnt find Aasma anywhere.So now u know who it would beI pushed Aaisha from top of me and got hold of Aasma to ask her what was she doing. In the mean time she had slipped my shorts down my legs and had her hand on my pussy. After finishing my drink I went upstairs, for my bath. Whilst bathing, I wondered if Bernie was aware of his wife and Mrs G and what they’d made me do. It didn’t seem so. As I was knelt washing the tub out after finishing my bath, I felt something on my ass and heard Bernie’s gentle voice, “Charlie’s right, you have a beautiful set of buns Will!” “Let me help” he said, as I looked round and he knelt behind me, resting his chest on my back. His big arms rubbing my own down to my hands, and then. Kept up the imagining, visions of her and me trying new stuff together dancing through my head. When I checked the graph the lines were hanging in fine, running about eighty percent of the Patty Edwards high spot. Eighty percent and holding steady is better than a hundred percent once in a while, right? Happiest I ever been, I guess, looking back from here. I hadn't been honest with myself, that's why. Remember that: pure honesty is a killer. People can't handle it, and if they can't, neither.