"So far it was word for word from what I'd written."The newspaper overstepped its bounds and the photographer is facing trespassing charges and the ne...spaper is facing libel and slander charges. I expect the outcome of each of those cases will vindicate R.J. even more fully."She was little off script here, but still close to the text I'd provided."Finally, I not only condone what R.J. did today. I applaud it."Uh-oh. She was way off track now, but Jack and Judy were nodding forcefully."I defy. Main or jyada excited ho gayi. Meri chutt andar se hilne lgg gyi. Or khulne bndd hone lagg gayi. Jse keh rhi ho mjhe b dabao koi. Geeli ho chuki thi ekdm meri fuddi. Masalwane ka mann kr rha thaUsne fir chutt p halka as haath rkh k side kr liya.Meri aawaj nikli aaahhhhh…Aankhein bndd ho gayi. Jaise sb kuch mil gya ho.Mne fir uska lauda uski jeans ki chain khol k bahar nikaal liya.Or dhhere dheere hilana shuru kr diya. Aur wo meri chutt upar se masalne lagg gya jor se jor se daba ke. Maine bhi. ‘I’ve already done that. I want to see one. I’m never seen a tit,’ he said staring at her tits before regaining eye contact with her. ‘Fine,’ she said folding her arms over her breasts. ‘If you don’t want to feel my breasts, then that’s your loss.’ ‘Now, hold on. I didn’t say I didn’t want to feel your breast. I just said that I’d like to see one, is all.’ He looked at her sitting there in his passenger seat all stiff, as if she was sitting in church waiting for the preacher to finish his. While we were chatting, I had an idea and asked where they lived. As luck would have it, both men lived in my city. I bravely invited them to meet at a local hotel the following evening. I sent my husband the video of me cumming during the chat along with a note asking him to Skype the next day. As the time neared, I felt myself dripping with anticipation, nearly forgetting the laptop at home! I got to the hotel first and set up the camera and internet connection. The men arrived pretty.