It was in year 1992. At that time the famous KUMBAKONAM MAHAMAHAM FESTIVAL was taking place and so lot of pilgrims were coming and going through Thanj...vur. So when I went to Thanjavur bus stand to catch a bus to Trichy I found a huge crowd there. I was perplexed and wondered whether I could board a bus there. The rush due to festival was too much and when each bus entered a mad pack of people simply rushed to enter the bus in every possible way unmindful of any concern for others. Even able. As my ass clenched and my abs strained, my back and neck arched. I screamed out, “Yes. Please, both of you, come fuck me.” I then crashed back to the bed, gasping for breath, my eyes wide and wild with need as I lay there looking at them.“Husband mine, join her and begin showing her how a man pleases a woman. I’ll be right back. We’ll be needing water, I think.”My father simply nodded his head in response as his feet carried him to my bed where he lovingly gazed down upon me, taking in the view. Mami: Ummmmm.. Issshh.. Ahhhhhhh…We were too involved in fucking each other. Somehow, she got her boob back from my mouth and raised her left hand above her head. She forced my head toward her armpit, smelling the mixed fragrance of her sweat and smelly panty (still on my head). I couldn’t wait and started to lick her armpit while my dick was still moving inside her pussy.Then I saw a huge amount of sweat under her left armpit and couldn’t control myself from sucking her armpit dry. Tasting her. Access to the command post was blocked by a deputy who barely glanced at my badge before waving us through. Apparently his job was only to keep the media far enough away for some real work to get done.When Mom pulled her very out of place luxury sedan in between a couple of battered pickup trucks, Neeka and I piled out of the car, shouldered our packs, and went looking for the Sheriff. He wasn't hard to find. He was in a knot of people standing by a rescue squad truck with a map taped to the.