I never thought I would write another story on iss.So yes it has happened to me again and trust me guys ladies crave for sex more than guys do when th...y want it to happen.So the ones who doesn’t know me I am from Hyderabad, doing my btech from one of the good institutions of the city and the heroine of the story is my cousin sister Sanjana (name changed) for obvious reasons she 5’7 in height, aged 24 and her stats I didn’t measure them for now but she is little plumpy but that adds her to look. ” “I can handle that without a problem,” the other nun replied, and she picked up a six-pack and headed for the checkout. The cashier had a surprised look on his face when the two nuns arrived with a six-pack of beer. “We use beer for washing our hair,” the nun said. “Back at the convent, we call it ‘Catholic shampoo.’” Without blinking an eye, the cashier reached under the counter, pulled out a package of pretzel sticks, and placed them in the bag with the beer. He then looked the nun straight. Never before had Karen felt so welcome and Warren was to find, much to has his inner delighted that she put that welcome feeling right at his doorstep. She seemed to follow him around like a mutt, each time he turned from one enterprise to another, she was there and most times there was a physical contact. However, it was a remark by May that decided him to push the 'physical contact' up a notch for she said. "Warren, Karen thinks you are a very nice person"."Well you can tell Karen that I. In fact there were still traces of the hide I had wrapped round them, but not much, but enough to get all the diggers excited. Funny no-one asked how Marjorie knew exactly the area to dig in. This routine went on for weeks, we seldom saw Marjorie, except in the evenings. When asked where she went all the time, the only answer we got was that she was organizing things. She was true to her words though. She got the auctioneers to send her the lot contents of upcoming auctions. I sat for hours.