I told him and we talked some more. "Aw right," he said. "Good job, get some food and a fresh horse. We'll head out in an hour or so." I ain't slept,"...I said, feeling groggy, stumbling about."You can sleep in the saddle. Get moving."So I did and by afternoon the lieutenant and five others, including me, were camped out on the lumpy ridge opposite the fort that held the ammunition we needed. The back gate was open, the sally port I expect they called it, and while there were two guards on the. You are never bored here, even if you have to run up and down stairs several times every day.”Elizabeth insisted, “I am getting faster all the time, and doing it more often as well!”Sidra agreed. “Yes, I have to give you that. The weight is coming off quite rapidly. It is just as well we have our own showers; the sweat pours off you, girl.”“But it is not the sweat that is helping me to lose weight; it is the energy I am burning up in running up and down the stairs.”“Correct. You should be able. (Madhu turns around, drops her saree, showing her bubble butt, spanking her ass) Do you like this butt?Ajit: I like it. I want to fuck it. I want to spank it.Madhu: Is your masi getting naughty? Do you want to teach her a lesson?Ajit walked to Madhu and kissed her forcefully against the washroom wall. Her hands extended on the wall by Ajit’s hand. Both opening their mouth wide and exchanging their tongues. Ajit was very horny. He turned Madhu around and pulled her ass near to his crotch.Madhu. ’ ‘Oh, come on Jennifer, he’s a guy, he’d absolutely love that. And you’d get hammered the way he did you that time you told me about, and wouldn’t that be fun. I wish that I had a guy like Mark to do that to me.’ ‘Monica, I . . . Mark’s waiting for me downstairs, I’ve got to go.’ Mark’s story Jennifer sure is taking a long time upstairs, just to change her jeans and shoes. It’s not hard to guess: she’s gabbing with Monica or Rachel or one of her other friends upstairs. Heck, Monica once.