"Hollie?" What?" What does hoist with his own petar mean?" You must be reading Hamlet." Yes, we are." A petard is a small bomb. The word comes from th... French word to fart."Annie giggled. "I thought it meant some sort of rope thing you use to lift something." Hoist in this sense means to be..." He made a gesture of a bomb exploding. " ... thrown." Oh, I get it." She began writing on the paper. "Blown up with his own bomb." Precisely." He regarded her writing a paragraph, longhand. "Why don't. I gotta get me a picture of that shit for my Tumblr." Helifted his smartphone and took several shots with the camera. "Nowswallow."I licked my lips and then swallowed, savoring his load as I felt itswarmth spreading down my esophagus. I licked my lips once more, finallyopening my mouth to show him it was all gone. He took several morepictures."Thanks, I needed that," Martin said."Thank you," I said. "You know I love how your load tastes, and thebigger the better!" I sat down on the floor. We kissed like this for a few minutes, hands caressing each other’s nipples, when Lily stopped. Without saying a word, she left the alleyway. I quickly went after her, not ready to let her go when I saw her climbing into a taxi. “Come on then, Em!” I clambered in after her, and she immediately found her way up my dress, once again playing with my clit. Not one bit embarrassed that the taxi driver could see everything, I shouted the first address that popped into my head and started moaning. Rita was about 34, medium long dark brown hair, medium sized 36 C cup breasts,Round ass of 38 while Varsha was about 32, long black hair, very curvy with about DD size breasts, a little plump you could see her swollen cunt from her jeans and dressed in a thin light blue t-shirt that left little to the imagination.Both the ladies were divorcees from Delhi, they worked at the same Consulate and were given office accomadation. Varsha walked up, kissed me, then said, Lets get started, Both the.