He checked off his equipment and made sure his pack was tight. He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar. You ain’t gonna jump no more. C...horus: Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die. Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die. Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die. He ain’t gonna jump no more.’ This story reprises some of the characters and the locale from my earlier story, The Other Woman. Thanks to techsan for the editing job. PROLOGUE – BIG BEND, TEXAS Summer, 1987 We, my buddy Bobby. 5 inch ka land aapna sita tanke bahar aaya to vo dekhti hi rah gai or sehlane kagi :: fir mera land aapne muh me leke chusne lagi :: mujeto samjo swarg ka aanand aane laga::: mere muse bhi aavaz aane lagi ki aaaahhhhhhhh uuuuuuhhh aab me or riya dono puri tarah se garam thhe :: mene sawor chalu kiya or aapne boddi par pani aaya to wo or bhi ssssseeeeeexxxxxyyyyyy lagne lagi:: fir mene sabun pure boddy para lagaya or lipat gaya:: mere lang ki garmi unko chad chuki thi :: tabhi mene bola ni jan. Main ne kaha didi aap itni sundar hain ki aap ko nanga dekh kar to namard ka bhi lund khada ho jaaega, hum donon to waise bhi mard hain. Ab jisse aap kaheingi wohi pahle gaand maarega.Ritu didi boleen ramu pahle tum vijay ki gaand maaro phir vijay tumhari gaand maarega.Ritu didi ki agyan maan kar main pet ke bal bistar par let gaya. Ritu didi ne ramu se kaha ki vaseline aur tel mez par rakkhe hue hain.Ramu ne vaseline phir tel meri gaand mein ungli se achchhi tarah lagaayaa ke apne lund pe bhi. Isuckling me deeply on my vagina. Suckling deeply.deeply. ..my vagina. Eating me out slow. Deepthroating me hard.i was penetrated with fierce force fingers of sin. Slowly squeezing my breast and licking slowly..biting my nipple.lips caressing my vagina soft bites and licks circling my breasts and kissing my vagina.suckling me deeper deeper. My body tight. As aunt traci slide beside me,continued to finger fuck me rougher and rougher.’good girl’ she whispered.hugging me tight. Fingering me slow.