I receive a glare. “You really need stitches.”He treats me. It stings terribly, but it’s what I deserve. Or so he keeps telling me.I lay out to ...est and he vanishes. The pain is exquisite and I don’t quite sleep, drifting in and out.In the middle of the night he creeps in, obviously assuming I’m asleep. His cool hand touches my forehead. If he’s looking for a fever, he doesn’t find one. I wonder if I’m hallucinating when I feel him push back my hair in something that almost feels like. Soon after she was unable to walk and the guys had to come to take their turn. Often they had to rub off her pussy as well as asshole to get their cocks not slip. Her face was sore and unable to be fucked it only could moan and moan and often a loud shout of ?FUCK ME PLEASE?. The guys take their turn, satisfy themselves and leave their comment on her. After a hard to survive 12 hours they were done. Anita could not walk neither she could stand on her own. For Pankaj it was a sight, she was. Then he sniffed her armpit. She said :”Do you like my armpit smell?” He said, “Yes, very much.” Saying this he buried his head in her big sweaty smelly hairy armpit. The flesh inside the pit was soft and a little rough, with lot of sweat and hair.The smell was too much to bear. He started to lick the armpit with big strokes of his tongue. He rubbed his nose there. Manju was moaning: “mmmmmmmmmmmm”. He kissed the armpit flesh and hair, sucking in the flesh and lightly chewing on it. Then Manju. He settled their affairs, collected his inheritance, bought a very nice but small motor home and headed west. His trail lead him through the south into Texas and final to Arizona where he found AHVR, a newly developing nudist resort. My lady and I were helping the owner get the resort on its feet and were spending much of our time at the resort. It was during this time that we met TS. He was setting in the community area in his sand chair listening to his radio when I introduced myself . TS.