Almost without thinking, I began to stroke my own cock.In the room below the passion mounted. The women pounded the table with their fists, tossed the...r heads from side to side, wriggled and squirmed. The men gripped the squirming hips and drove their cocks deep into the willing cunts. I fancied I could almost hear the smack of flesh as muscular thighs and bellies slapped against elastic female flesh. I fisted my cock in time with the scene below.Suddenly a man's voice was raised. Mary dropped. Usne jhat se kah diya ke mai dekhna chate hu kaise tumhe asar nahi hota. maine use bet laga le ke mujhe kuch bhe nahi hoga chahe koi ladki aakr aapne saare kape mere samne utar de usne mujhse bet laga le 2000 rs ke wo kahne lagi mai nahi maante koi ladka ladki ko dekhke attract kaise nahi hota.kafi bahez ke baat wo gussa ho gai aur mujhe apne saath chalne ko kaha maine pucha kahan kahne lagi bet mai he jeetugi aab chalo mere saath mai utha au uske saat scooty pe he bait gaya. wo mujhe aapni. Two more icy drops of water fall on the nipples. Sharp exhale. A warm breath blows below the right ear and transfers through the cheek to the lips... thunder... music and colours fade, the breath disappears... thunder... mist and music vanish... thunder, Victoria awakes, someone is knocking at the door.Alright, alright, I'm coming! "Who the hell can it be?"Victoria put on the bathrobe and hurried to the door. She looked through the eyehole and saw Harold. She opened the door:What is the. "That's not what this is about and you know it, Rebecca. You believedin that project and then, after one meeting, one party, you just gave itup..."I was really angry. And hurt. My own mother called me a sellout. Somuch for Robert Frost. I tried not to yell. Or cry. Instead, I calmlysaid, "well, it's good to know what you think of me. At least I knowdad's proud of me." I said that to hurt her. I knew it would hurt her.She never said it but I think she was one of the few people in.