Feeling overjoyed at cheating death, we all got friendly and introduced ourselves. The tall dark figure was Nigel Denham, talent agent. The Chinese To...urist was Leon Manchu, here on holiday. The Blonde was Vincent Whitman, ideas buff for an electronics company. I was...Carl Patrickson, freelance 'think piece' writer, and editorialist. That done we sprang out of the boat as soon as it looked shallow enough and grabbing the rope, pulled it ashore. Nigel led us... raced up the cliffs then. Phir panty par say hee uski choot ko lick keeya. Thodi der baad panty uttar dee. Ukee choot ghanay baloon mai dhkee hui thi itnay ghanay aur lambay bal choot par phale baar dekhay mainay mai kaha yaar tere pati kaisya daltay hogain teree chut mai unko to tere chaid dikhta he nahi ho ga aur agar choot ko chahay to bhi nahi lick karein. Mainay kaha aaj mai terre choot ko shave kartee hun aur chatwai ka maza bhi doongi. Mainay razor say uskee choot ekdam clean kardee. Phir usko lick karnay lagee. I said. Well I was tired, all weve been doing is fucking the last 3 days then the guys just showed up with the keg. Sounds like youve been having a pretty good couple days. Katrina again had this horrible sly look as she said this. Shut the fuck up I thought. So were still gonna go 4 wheeling this morning. I said trying to change the subject. What time? I shoveled my food down a lot faster then my hangover wanted me too, As soon as possible. I said. Katrina laughed. Whats your plans for. She returned the favor, cupping and kneading her breast as well. Then Sam dropped her head and worked her lips around Sally's neck until she was licking her ear. Sally shivered and moaned."I... I want to do it... to... to you," Sam said, her voice a hoarse whisper. Her heart was thumping in her chest as if she had been running."Ohhhhh!!!" Sally moaned at the words. "You don't have to do that," she answered."I want to. I want to pleasure you like you did me. Please!" Oh God Sam, just hearing you.