Kerne lagi hatho se ab main free ho gaya tha uske hath gande ho gai the or saare material uske boobs per tha usne mere material ko apne boobs aise ker...e lagi jaisi koi baby jonson oil se malish ker rahi h maine kaha naha ker aa usne kaha ab raat ko maine kaha abhi fir naha ker aai fir humne chai pee baat kerte rahe thodi der baar fir dil kerne lage or dar bhiTha ab to ghar waalo kahi koi aa na jaai per dil to bacha h mera fir mood ban gaya or uska bhi mere land per dard to ho raha tha thoda sa. I know I can smell B.O. coming off of me. I bet youdon't smell like roses either. It's nasty, Victor." You go first," he said. "I'll go back to sleep," He laid back in bed.Argh. We don't have time for this. I checked the clock. It's 7:35 now. No,no. I wasn't even sure how I was going to handle this anyway. In my head,I figured we'd have plenty of time to come up with a plan on how to takeshowers. I was still cautious about sending Victor into the shower with mybody. But neither of us have time. I dreamt that we were lying on a gorgeous beach, with the sea gently lapping around our ankles. Darren looked deep into my eyes and pushed my hair away from my face. He planted a kiss on my lips, and then again and again, each time increasing the passion and love. I kissed him back matching the intensity of his kisses. His hand moved from my face down past my neck and carried on travelling until it met my breast. He kneaded my breast and pinched my nipples. I could feel myself getting wetter,. Where they were shipped to was of no concern to me. Nor was what happened to them when they got to where they were going.Sometimes I was given the instruction that they should not arrive at their destination still virginal. This had always been the hard part for me. It wasn’t so bad with the over sixteens, but the younger ones were different. But I was being well paid to do what I did, and if a thirteen year old was not to be a virgin, she wasn’t. It wasn’t as if I got any personal satisfaction.