. Phir maine use bolaMe : badi expert lag rahi…Anu : to ye shape apne aap thodi na aata hai.Me : to kitne majdoor lage is murti to tarashe k liye.An... : aajtak to 4 majdoor ki mehnat hui hai.. Baki ka finishing aj 5th majdoor kar dega.Bs pregnant mat kar dena.Me : to bta konsa wala pasand hai.. Dotted .. Chocolate ya simple wala.Anu : dotted hi chahiye..Phir mene ek packet nikala condom ka or rakh diya uske pass.Ab hum dono uthe or maine uske gown ke dori piche se khol di. Jese hi dori khola,. .. sure." James was really getting sick of this. Yet another variation in his daily routine. Ladies room? "Hurry back, I'll save your spot." Anne replied sweetly as James walked off. Even that was beginning to get annoying, as his pants pulled in different areas with every motion. He moved past the bleachers towards a small corridor at the far end of the plaza. At the end of the corridor were two doors, leading to the respective men and women?s rooms. James noted with some distress the four. We had coffee, then they returned to the bed asking me if I would like to watch. For some strange reason I declined, I still don’t know why, but I did, it may have been embarrassment, well perhaps, but tonight knowing was well enough. Another climax by Tina and it was over, she re-appeared, lipstick smudged dress not quite as tidy as it was when we arrived, hair stood up. We ordered a taxi, to ferry us to our parked car, they kissed goodbye, the driver eyeing them as I climbed in with him, his. But lately, things have become a little different between us - tense, perhaps even strained. Lexie clearly remembers the time before she had a male authority figure, and maybe that's where the problems stem from. Not only is my little girl developing an attitude, she's started to discover that her beauty is a weapon against which men are defenseless. And I'm no exception. She started with little things to distract me, like hugging me from behind to press her full breasts into my back, or.