I was at Mumbai last year and used to work from home most of the time. i was residing with my colleague in a one BHK flat in Dadar who used to be out ...during day time. I used to report daily progress to my senior and he was very happy with my work and frequently used to call me at home for dinner. His was a small family, only wife and a 2 year old son. His wife was very lovely, soft spoken and had a very killing smile. Let me describe her – her height was 5.4 ft, slim, round face, white like. I don't mind admitting—I was darned near in heaven!"Gosh, Gerald," she laughed, "We may be stuck here for a while."Laughing down into her warm brown eyes, I said. "Jenny, there's no one I'd rather be stuck with, in a barn on a rainy day, than you." Hey, I know what we can do," she said, laughing up at me."Oh, yeah, what's that?" I asked."Why don't we find the ladder and climb up into the hayloft. There's an open door up there. We can sit... , look out, and watch it rain." You're a strange girl,. Then fans at her face. ‘I am. Can we have the top back down?’ she asks as I open the door for her. As she slips inside, I see her dress ride up her thighs. Knowing that there is nothing under it sends a hard ache through me. She catches my eyes and grins wickedly at me. She lifts one finger and rocks it side to side. Walking around the back of the car I have to reach down and adjust my cock in my pants to a more comfortable position. I haven’t been this hard for this long without some sort of. “Nice, but not what I meant” Eddie corrects and then Bill laughs and spreads my bottom.“Nooooooo!” I scream and wiggle as Eddie upends the full beer bottle and firmly screws it past my entrance and into my butt. “Owwwwwie, its too big, Eddie stop”, I shriek as the bottle stretches me open, cold beer fills my bottom, and more flash bulbs go off around me.Eddie holds the second bottle neck deep in my butt and then someone has the first bottle and is forcing it into my mouth. I taste more.