Helen lay quite still with her arms around me, taking short sharp breathes, I moved my right hand away from my cock and placed it between her legs out...ide her jeans , she parted her legs slightly to allow me better access , I started rubbing her fanny quite firmly, felling the warmth and dampness emitting from the area. After doing this a few times I moved my hand to the top of her jeans and in one swift move undone the button and zip. Helen then moved her hands to the top of her jeans. We’re waiting only on the degausser to set up the archive. We’ll certainly have lots of storage space, at least for the foreseeable future, unless we go batshit crazy with video.”I hated to break up the party, but I did.“Hey, we’ve gotten sidetracked. I understand why and I think the discussion was a good one to have, and we should explore a couple of the aspects suggested. At another time. We should get to the pitch early, as I wouldn’t be surprised if others are going to be using it. So what was my last real life experience? It was in a car ride home and with a friend of my husband, his wife a good friend of mine was passed-out beside us, drunk like me, but more tired.We had been on a local cruise with lots of wine, dancing and being groped by drunk men, which is the norn when inhibitions have flown out the window, with each glass raised.Once his wife was parked into the back seat of the taxi ride home, a 40 minute journey through the nature forrest, my tormentor sat. They came near him and woke him up. He was still in the effect of the shock of the first touching of his penis by a lady. Kakul said “wow Sharath you really have a very big Cock I think Devika didi has gone flat after seeing it”Sandhya: Yeah really Kakul I think half of our work is already done.Sharath got up and covered his Cock with shy.Kakul: See how he is feeling shy naughty boy.Sandhya: Don’t embarrass him Kakul. Let’s think of our next plan.Kakul: OK today evening you go to our farmhouse.