He briefly stroked his erection, soothing his annoyance and keeping his arousal hard, mentally promising it the satisfaction it craved soon, while run...ing his hand up to cup his breast, shaved smooth for the occasion; he'd make sure his pyjamas were buttoned up tight tonight to prevent any discovery by her - not that she cared for that sort of thing anymore. His sex life had been in intensive care for some time now and showed no signs of pulling through the crisis. Although he was hugely. .. yup, I was right. Weren't lost, so they were runnin'."You're kidding, right? No gas? How the fuck are we supposed to get out of here?"She was blond, a neck that pulled your eyes to her tits and her voice was 'gimme' nails on an 'I-want-it-now' chalkboard. Her feet stomped the ground like a bull announcin' it was runnin' time."Allie, if there's no gas, there's no gas." Brunette, walking forward to shake my hand, movin' smooth, remindin' me of a sidewinder slitherin' across a dune, indirect. She really wanted to be alone so she could continue playing with herself. She asked Jeff to sit on the sofa while she prepared coffee. When she brought their drinks into the parlor, she was struck again by how handsome he was, and how amazing his body was."Where is Mr. Bansal?" Jeff asked while taking coffee."He has gone to New York. I am here alone now." Bipasha replied."By the way, where were you going in this rainy night?" Bipasha questioned him." I was going to Durban for celebrating the. Come on now, pick up your panties and shoo. I'll be backbefore Ten."She stood there, waiting for me to pick up the piles. I realised it was nowor never. I bent down and scooped up all the slippery, lacy and satinyunderthings in my arms and made for the door. In my haste I dropped apair of particularly silky black panties."Hold on, there." Said Steph and she bent and picked up the panties. I hadto turn and wait. She took her time. She smiled and held up the briefs infront of me. "What do you say.