Who is he?Shobha: He’s Akash, Rakesh’s brother, and keep your eyes off him.Shobha then says to me: She’s Jass, we call her Jass actually, but he... name is Jasmine.Jasmine: Hi, Akash! You can call me Jass too.She gave a flirtatious smile to me.She winks and continues: I feel Jass is sexier. Isn’t it, Akash?I looked at Shobha as I had no answer for it. I got amazed as well as shy to face her question. Shobha and Jasmine start laughing at my situation. Shobha hits her hand and says: Stop making him. Glad that you took your time in stripping me. Shy at first as your hands roamed under the hem of my skirt to peel down my knickers, butterflies in my tummy as you reached under my top to place your hands on my breasts, my nipples growing hard instantly at your firm touch. I had always been a little shy of my curves…my full hips and my 38D boobs always made me want to hide away but as I watch you slowly unbutton your jeans, I reach for the hem of your t shirt and pull it over your head, holding. She looked absolutely fantastic. Her smooth skin had a glow from getting a little sun. She had on a sleeveless top that was tight fitting and accentuated her huge breasts. As soon as our eyes met and then locked, I wanted her tremendously. She said hi and we briefly exchanged pleasantries. Turns out, she was staying at a condo complex just a few hundred yards down the beach from where we were staying. In the restroom, my dad asked who was that?! I just laughed and said an old friend. He smiled. He smelled woody and musty her nipples were hard thinking of Alf on top of her pumping his cock deep in her womb. She thought for a second that she was being predatory and that made a smile come across her face. Ali made her way down the slope to their usual camp location. Because of the rains the paths were all wiped out but she could see a small vehicle up the opposite hill. Some motorhome it was actually a converted delivery van with a chimney sticking out the top. There was smoke coming.