Let’s get you out of those wet clothes.” She clucked like a mother hen as DeMario stood there, bemused, as she began to undo his shirt buttons. �...�Gordon, go downstairs and get the kettle on and make DeMario a warm drink. I’ll give him a hand to get unpacked”.I smiled to myself as I went down to the kitchen suspecting that she had more than just unpacking in mind. Game on.*******Later as we lay in bed I spooned up behind Helen and gave her a cuddle. Through her cotton nightdress I could feel the. Rani had all the practiced movements of a real pro. Arti couldn’t believe it. Without missing a beat, she spun around again, kneeling, thighs spread wide. She then leaned back and, again without looking, put a hand over the far edge of the table. When she pulled back up, she was holding a beautiful 12-inch life like rubber cock that was covered in gulab jamun syrup. Rani shook her head, her beautiful mane of black hair falling away from her face. There was a look of pure unadulterated lust in. While she did, he packed up most of the food, and cooked what was left over the Sterno. He brought it over before she was done "Eat up, this is the last of the soup. I figure we have enough for two more days, then we're down to candy bars and chips."He reported in, no one would come for them tonight. The kid on the radio thought that probably they could the next afternoon. Eckert reminded him they only had two days of food left, then transmitted the list of drugs and supplies Marla had written. PJ had me turn around with my hands on my head and to my total embarrassment my weenie was hard.The crowed was making comments and I was made to stand in various poses as to give everyone a good look at my naked body. When I say good look I mean from my weenie and my balls to my boy hole. I was on display for everyone’s enjoyment. They did seem to enjoy my exposure and my embarrassment at my exposure. PJ took great enjoyment at my comfortableness. He spoke again I will now give this naughty boy.