She wasn't sure which number though. She did remember that ten or twenty or thirty years before her eldest br0ther. Frits had tried the same and took ... look after his retirement. He stood there pretty sure of looking at the right house.Hesitatingly an elder lady in waiting at the doorstep asked him politely if she could ask him maybe a queer question.She is of the generation, some year in the 70ies which doesn't dare to speak unasked for at an unknown gentleman.Writing this, is the third time I. I hugged both of them in my hands to balance them and Khali continued “Reshma and Manisha love Karthik Sir..On behalf of this factory labours I am gifting the best two girls of the factory to you sir”. I found both of them smiling in shy and there was whistle sound, claps and roars all around for next one minute.One of the factory labour interrupted by asking “No I can’t believe this, let the girl says”. Khali said “Is it? Ok.. Let’s ask them itself”. He turned to Reshma where she is standing. I felt the moist kiss of his member touching my entrance, and then he pressed against me with something that felt thicker than the piece of wood they had violated me with, then he pushed forward a little harder, and I felt what I realized was the head of a manhood of epic proportions. I let out a cry of fright and tried shifting inside my wooden and leather prison: I couldn’t, though, and my lack of mobility only added to my realization of how little I was in control of this situation.He. But he just watched tv and acted like he was not listing . Well Sandy and Mel talked for a bit about it and other things and back to the story now and then and Mel said the only way she could even do that she would have to be drunk and Sandy went OOO well here is a beer THEN! And handed her one and grinned! they laughed and made plans to go out to the bar for a bit and to let her think about it and will see! Well need I need to say dinner was fast! The girls got dressed to go.