Agle din riya or khula kapere pehneti hai jisse ram ko uska chuchio ko dhek ske kunki ram ne phir usse sex ke bare me khul ker bathe bathtne laga ki j...s karen riya kafi garm ho gayi thabhi riya ne ram se pouncha ki kya sex kerne se pergnent ho jate hai ram nhi ek ya do bar se koi nhi ho or ager condem laga le to jitni bar bhi sex kro kuch nhi hota.thabhi ram riya ko kheta hai ki kya tumne khabhi sex nhi kiya riya muskura ker apne ser ko niche kerke na me ser ko hila deti hai ram ki himet thodi. I want to miss the rush hour traffic."Squeaker and Cynthia appeared like they were scripted. We shared our plan for the day over a second cup of coffee for Tiger and me and first cup for Cynthia and Squeaker."While we were in San Francisco," Squeaker said, "Tiger and I will load the van and pack some sandwiches so we can eat as soon as the camp site was set up." Cynthia ran over and gave her a kiss.We did fifteen minutes of Tai Chi. Then we ran on the bike trail to our home sites and back to. It had progressed to Pete fondling the ample breasts of Pat, my wife. Then Pete’s wife Sue had asked me to undress her and we had fondled each other’s genitals.“Johnny and I are going to our bedroom now,” said Pat, looking at me for a cue.I smiled at Pat. That was the only communication we needed as we were so in tune with each other.“We are going to be bonking furiously,” added Pat, “This is no time for slow loving sex. You two are welcome to join us or just watch or even just listen, the door. I'll walk you home."That really did sound great, and I was sure that it would be okay with Mom. Tommy lived only three blocks away, so it would be no problem for me to get there. It would be a chance for me to wear my new swim suit. It was a one-piece, but I thought that it was sexy as hell. I had a beach wrap that I could wear over it, so I had the proper clothes to wear to a pool party.Mom gave her permission, so I called Tommy right away, and he said for me to come over as soon as I could.