Kallu and laxmi were sitting together all tense.kallu”us khet ko hame har haal main lena hoga nahin to Aslam bhai hame mar dalega”laxmi”haan sam...jh nahi a raha kaise manaye Raj ko.”kallu”laxmi tu ja na aur uske sath so ja ek raat shayad wo maan jaye”laxmi was shocked”apka dimag theek to hai kya” kallu”haan tu hi keh rahi thi ki subah wo tujhe gandi nazron se ghur raha tha”laxmi”Mohan bhaisaab ki baat aur thi par main apne hi bhateje ke sath kaise”Kallu”Hamare 8 sal ke bache ka soch laxmi” laxmi. The show we were watching ended, and we made our way to the bedroom, kissing each other and leaving a trail of clothing on the way there. I threw her on to my bed and climbed between her thighs, kissing and licking every inch of her body, intentionally ignoring her pussy with the exception of brushing her clit on occasion. Driving her crazy before I had to taste her, my tongue dancing around her beautiful pierced clit. My fingers exploring her folds before pushing one inside her and then two,. We blew them out of the water and kept sailing. We sailed almost due south with a few jigs and jags to avoid the islands. Once we sighted Australia proper we kept sailing west and south until we sighted a sand beach. From there we found a harbor. I radioed the Freemantle harbor authority. They suggested that we put in at Fishing Boat harbor, just a bit further south. We ended up at the commercial docks just inside the mouth of the river. We'd travelled about 4700 nautical miles. After breaking. She had a few friends, but no BFF types. He peered at her half-naked body. The street light shone from outside as it glistened her fair skin. It was evident the caterpillar was morphing into a beautiful butterfly. She lay on her side. Her nightshirt bunched above her waist. The comforter was bunched in her lap and covered her goods, it was evident she was not wearing panties. Also evident, was her butt. She no longer had a girl's butt. Until that moment he never thought of her sexually. So he.