"Bol (speak)". I forgot to mention that Sita was normally aggressive and not easily intimidated"."In the meanwhile Sita regained her composure and sai... brazenly, "Didi mazaa le rahi thi (Didi I was enjoying myself)". "Kaise? (How)?" I asked. She was now in her element she said, "Aapne yeh kabhie nahin kara? (You have never done it?)"."Nahin (No)" I said. "Didi kar ke dekho bahut mazaa aaata hai (Didi try it you will enjoy it)". I refused but finally she persuaded me and I agreed to press my. I just stared at her, torn between receding back behind the wall again, or reaching through that gap and taking her into a hug. Last summer’s friendship with Julie seemed so distant. And yet at the same time, it was only one embrace away.‘Go and fix things with her,’ Heather had suggested.I slid over to Julie and put an arm around her. She seemed surprised for a second, but she quickly melted against me. Her body started shaking gently as she cried. It was brief, but she didn’t pull away after. An average of two times a month. They never wore any clothes when they were in my house. Almost as soon as entering the door we would be eagerly removing each other’s clothes. Even if the gap between their previous visit and the current one was only a week we were always eager to see naked flesh, exposed cocks and backsides. Always eager to feel, kiss and lick whatever was offered first. The initial desire would last till out first ejaculation and then I would either put on a pair of trousers. After a bit, I had become inebriated enough to offer them a short boat ride. I jokingly told them I loved to show off my boat, I ensured them it was safe and that my "normal boat ride fee's" would be forgiven. They both showed up an hour later and I put them out on the top sundeck. The other boats in the marina were deserted. It was midweek and most folks were working. On the top sundeck, with other boats around, I felt it was private enough to go nude without bothering anyone. Sure enough, the.