Well Jo said have you ever heard of a gloryhole, well I have but not really sure what it is, so Jo said well what it is and pointed to the three holes...in the temporary wall men put there cocks through them and I am the other side of the wall. I must have looked completely confused about the whole thing and I was, she went on to explain that when John put the last piece up the men could not see who was behind the wall and the little door in the end panel locked from the other side, so she takes. Me: ab kya aao baithte h baaten karte h.Renu:yahaMe: to or kha light ni aajati tb tk yahi ruka padega khi koi kutta andhere m piche pad gya to, esliye thodi der yhi rukte h.Renu: ok.Renu ja javab mite hi hum jhadiyun m baith gye.Tumhari koi g.F. Hai?Thi par ab ni h.Kyun kya ho gya. Ku break up ho gya?Chodo kya karogi jaanke or m bata bi ni paunga.Ni batao na ku chooda?Are rhne do ni sun paogi.Ni m sunlungi batao na.Kyunki vo mera land ni sambhal paayi thi.Ye sunte hi vo chup ho gyi.Kyun kha tha. The question was, did I care?No. Knickers already damp, I tore at my clothing, discarding it willy-nilly. Edmund followed suit and, stripped naked, we basked in the glory of four wide-eyed stares. My gaze dropped to Edmund’s crotch. Holy hell!“Only a semi.” He shrugged. “Blue pill’s not kicked in.”“That’s—” I swallowed hard. “Easy to fix,” I said, dropping to my knees. *A sixty-centimetre diameter non-flexible tube should considerably restrict manoeuvrability but Edmund was some sort of. " Because he can't fucking read, you fool. He probably burnt them to keep warm. Boot him up the arse and let him go. We've got more important things to do." Go on," the soldier said, "you heard the Officer, piss off!"The old man shook the reins and lurched off. Some way beyond the checkpoint, the old man turned into an old logging track. Somewhere up above the treeline he halted. Getting down from the cart, he took a long look around, ears cocked, before going to a nearby rotting tree stump..