.or aik nokila (with spikes) wala battery operated lun uski choot or gand mein daal dia.Or phir mein usko isi halat mein chor kar chala gaya room sa. ...ab mein 30 minutes baad wapis aya tu uska muon sa thook nikal nikal kar aik chota sa pond bun gaya tha……….or yehi halat choot ki thi or wo lamby lamby sans ly rahi thi…….wo pata nahi kitni dafa apna pani nikal chuki thi…………Mery haath mein aik jalti hoi moom bati (candle) thi……..jisko dekh kar mein ghabra gai or hilny lagi……..or meiny aik hi. You arrive. They all greet you as a long-lost friend. Of course you are, since you’re a shining light in their region. It won’t happen, I tell myself. I shall have to share you with everyone. It will be a pleasant evening in the bar. I’ll watch them all collectively tease you. You keep referring to the bar during your session. I assume you will join them. There is very little hope left when I ask, ‘Are we going to have that drink then?’ ‘Yes,’ you say firmly, rekindling the spark. Do you know. We ground and humped at each other, our sexes making wet, squelching noises as they pushed and pulled together. Our hips flexed in perfect synchronicity as our moaning increased both in volume and pitch. We made love without hurry. Every touch, every thrust, and every inch of connected flesh was savored; the euphoria we built was staggering.“I’m going to cum, Amber, my love,” I gasped as I broke our kiss, still staring with all of my love deep into her eyes.“Cum inside me, brother, cum in me!. All three of them. Then to my immediate disappointment they headed back inside the cabin. The beautiful natural scenery suddenly seemed pale in comparison.Jack wandered over our way, with a contrite look on his face. "Hey Dan, sorry about the crap this morning. The combination of being hungover, and not getting enough sleep left me in a crappy mood, which was pretty ridiculous after last night. I just wanted to let you know I was sorry. The comment about Jill sticking around for you guys was.