I had been in my village for starting eight years of my life. So a major part of my childhood was spent in the village. I used to visit my neighborhoo... in a frequent manner in order to avoid my studies and used to play too much. Now after this long time many things have been changed. The kuccha buildings were pucca now. I was given the last room which was actually nice.There were two windows in my room. I put down my luggage in the room and went to talk to my grandma. I felt nice after talking. He worked another finger up in my pussy, starting a rhythm he knew I liked, leaning closer and whispering in my ear about how much his dick had missed all my holes, but my juicy pussy the most. "Please..." I begged. I want to think I was begging him to stop, but he knew the truth, and in a flash he grabbed me by the hair at the back of my head and pulled me down to my knees. Just the way I'd always loved him to do.My mouth was open as I struggled to breathe through this wave of list and his. I looked at Billy and he said "You go ahead, give me a chance with the Pentax." I was still nervous about getting started up again with Beth but by then my cock was doing the thinking for both of us so I handed the camera to Billy and put on the black mask. When I stepped up beside her, she smiled up so sweetly at me that my heart jumped and so did my dick. Beth grinned as she turned to face me as if we were dance pardners and looking down at my shorts, said "I see someone is happy to see me.. I couldn't bear to think that I might ever be tarred with the same brush. Why here? Because if I'd waited until we got back to our room it could have been too late with us both so keyed up. Do you understand me, my darling?" Yes, I do and you've gone up in my estimation even more if that was possible. There's never been any doubt in my mind that I wanted to marry you ever since I told you I loved you three years ago. But you're quite right. If you'd asked me before we'd shared a sleeping bag.