“What is it with your Gramps and shorts?” I asked her, she looked at me and for the first time gave a half-hearted giggle,“Oh that, he used to w...rk in clothing and loves to feel the quality of peoples clothes, old habits and all that” she said.“He does it with me all the time, its harmless” she continued, then she smiled, “We even play a game where he has to guess what I am wearing” she admitted, “He is good at that and always gets it right” “How do you play it” I asked actually quite. Nayima is surprised at first and tries to back away, but as I hold her tight she stops resisting the next second, and we just sit there for a while, kissing and fondling each other for what seemed like an eternity.Suddenly Nayima breaks the kiss and jump to her feet. “The water! We have to get it back to the village!”I just sigh, and we both grab the water kegs, starting the long and awkward walk home.My heart sinks with each step we take across the desert; what if this was our only chance to. Hers is a diet, of course. She's as thin as a nail file,damn her! Maybe she didn't want to insult me by asking if I wanted diet,but I prefer the diet and I tell her that so she gives me hers anddoesn't touch her own. That's very sweet of her, I think, to either gothirsty or take on all those extra calories.When I suggest she could send my Coke back for a diet she just says, "OhI couldn't do that" without any further explanation.I take it that she's not the kind of person to send stuff back. He pushed it all the way in until his balls pressed against mine and I could feel him deep in my stomach. The moment his hips slapped against my ass I reached out, grabbed his friend by the balls, and pulled his massive fuckstick in to my mouth. I could feel the head of his cock making its way over my tongue and to the back of my throat. It felt at first like I couldn't get it to go any deeper and then I opened up the back of my mouth just enough to allow its head to enter my throat. Fuck.