Humare hoth ek doosre se chipke hue the. Or uske hath mere boobs per the or wo use dabaye ja raha tha. Fir dheere dheere usne mere kapde utare or main... uske or usne mujhe apne god me uthaya or chhath per lage jhule per jaker baith gaya. Hum dono nange the or ek doosre se chipke hue the. Humare pair ek doosre ke piche the. Or uska lund mere boor se daba hua tha. Fir wo jhule se utra or mere chut ko chatne laga. Mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha or mai excitement me chilla rahi thi.aahhhhhhhhh. I got sight of the older couple making sweet love to each other, with him on top on their queen sized bed. It was located only a couple feet from the door and their heads were towards it. "What a perfect view." The blanket covered the bottom halves of their bodies, but of course it never stopped moving though. Their faces were only a couple inches away from each other, which made it easy for them to keep constant eye contact and for me to see the brown hair atop both of their heads. His arms. There was a ton of drinking (again!) and I overdid it a little bit.Promise not to tell anyone else back home, but I'm pretty sure some guywas feeling up my boobs. Maybe it was more than one guy, I can't reallyremember!Now that I am an actual Beta, I won't have to dress up like a girlanymore... which to be honest kind of bums me out. You're my best friend,Rosie, so you know that I really like dressing up like a girl. Maybe I'llkeep doing it anyway, no one here really seems to mind. In fact, that. But something inside of me thought 'what the hell' and for once I took a chance. Two days later I found myself driving to 'Jen's Cafe' with butterflys in my stomach. I had shaved and preened every inch of myself just incase, and spent almost an hour choosing my outfit before deciding on a short skirt and blouse. I looked professional whilst revealing a little flesh. I entered the small cafe, turning a few heads, but after a quick scan I knew he wasn't here yet. I sat down, ordered a latte and.