Aaj se mai teri rakhel.. Teri chudakad.. Teri randi sab hu.. Tu jab bolega jab bulayega jaha bulayega tab aungi chodne kahi pe bhi. Chod mujhe aur jor... se.. Jor se kutte.. aur speed meh aur jor se.. Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh uuuuummmmmm yyyyyyeeeeeessss.. Ooooohhh fffffuuuccckk.. Fuck me Tushar, fuck me. I am your bitch, your whore. Fuck me janu, fuck me hard and deep. Fuck me.”These words of her aroused me more and I started fucking her with more pace going deep inside her, spanking her ass, making it. I was a little worried about her because her husband was away on business trips a lot of the time. On top of that I lusted after this little beauty in her skimpy bikini. Well things were not going well and our resort and bar was in financial trouble. We needed something to draw in the young boater crowd to increase our business. One day I had a great idea!!! Why not spice the place up with some scantily clad young waitress/barmaids to draw in the younger boater crowd. I knew Susan was a typical. Sabrina: Yes JoshJosh: But it's tradition.Reggie: A tradition that only you cherish.Archie: Reggie is right! Besides, all the stories we tell are made-up and not real.Josh: Ok. Does anyone know if this town has any real story, like say someone got murdered or stuff like that?Archie: Our town is relatively a peaceful one, compared to many other towns.Josh: So you guys say we show up for Jeff's party. People do nothing there but just eat, sit down, and chat, which they already do in and outside. Next it was my turn. She made sure the class noticed my muscular chest and abs. She called them well sculpted and ran her finger along some of the muscle ridges. I tried to think of everything else to keep from getting hard and was surprised I succeeded. Then she started tracing out my leg muscles and moved her fingers up to the bottom edge of my shorts and then pointed out my bulge, which wasn’t hard, but I am built. After all of her pointing and touching, she posed us the way she wanted and.