I complimented her that she’s looking beautiful. She smiled and said thanks. On the way back home, I don’t know why but Nisha was a bit dull. I to...k some courage and asked her what’s the problem. She started to cry and hold my hand. She said that her boyfriend ditched her. I took her hand in mine and was trying to console her. Finally she got controlled a bit. Her home came so she got down the cab. I texted her in the night, “Nisha, are you fine now?” She replied. “Haan Ajay, thanks for. This was just force of habit, and we didn't expect to need them. In fact, we were amazed at how easily we got the rifles through Austrian customs. Of course they knew we were competing in the Olympics. We told them we'd been asked to bring American cowboy gear, and that was part of it.We did attract some stares from the local people. They were used to horses and riders at all hours. But not to American cowboys riding in their country lanes. We were in western boots, jeans, flannel shirts, Levi. The show must go on baby?The third was a sheer black pajama set with a halter bareback top andelasticated bottom that hugged my butt and thighs before flowing widebelow the knees to my feet that came with 4-inch black pencil spikedmarabou mules.Again I left out the panties with my boy-clit tenting and crying for somelove pumping.Number four was a sheer white robe that went down to my feet that Icomplimented with a white g-string.The fifth and last item was a pink bikini-set with a lacey and. I could feel the hunger in him almost as much as I could feel his arousal jabbing into me. Everything seemed to be built on the same proportions as the rest of him and I slid my hand from his neck to his chest and down to his belt. He moaned slightly and pulled away. “Wait … wait just a second.” He stepped backwards, and peeked through the door before closing it. He straightened, but didn't move any closer to me. Instead he slowly began unbuttoning the white shirt he was wearing. Button by.