Charan entered his own house like a thief. He peeked into the bedroom, which was lit by multiple incense candles. They were positioned in all corners ...of the room.Shruthi used to welcome Charan like this for their first few anniversaries. But in recent times, Shruthi never cared for Charan.The story will be narrated from Charan’s view from now on.My dick shot up the moment Madhan grabbed the feet of my wife and kissed the underfoot. Shruthi’s expression froze with heavy breaths the moment. There was a hand on my dick. Then there were two hands on my dick. And, it was filling rapidly."Ah guys, ah girls that is, don't start something that you don't want to finish. We probably have lot's to do today."Sherry was cranking up my interest with an experienced hand. Mary was kissing me, then pulled her leg up and over and straddled me. With Sherry holding my dick upright, Mary settled down on it. Man, was she wet or what. Wonder what caused that?"Oh baby, oh baby, Stevie, oh baby, that. . A hero’s companion is meant to accompany the hero and is not bound by the three week cooling off period.“See,” she crowed trimphantly. “I could have gone...” she snatched book and glass out of my hand ... and sanity set in... “Oh ... but you couldn’t.”“And you can’t go by yourself.” I said. “Gather your shit and come on.”“Where are we going? What shit? Why are you dressed for Crossroads? What?”“21 days is how many weeks?”“Umh ... three?”“How long did we have to wait?”“Well ... what are we. Jack then turned Eva around and untied her legs, pushing her over the padded stool. Joe then quickly bent her lower legs back to her thighs and tied them in place, then place another rope around each thigh and cruelly pulled her legs open as far as they would go without breaking. Eva was in agony. The padded stool was just wide enough to support her abdomen. Her breasts hung like pendulum toward the truck floor. She could feel her cunt lips opening as they pulled her legs apart and secured.