Word spread, and a night with the Kaiser women became something to boast about by those members of the exclusive Country Club who could afford the tim...e and money to indulge their sexual deviance. Every night thereafter Fiona and Juliette were subject to the unwelcome, and usually violent, attentions of club members.A Texan father brought his teenage son to Fiona and Juliette's room. At his "request" the women were dressed as cheer leaders, with Stetsons, tight red sweaters, cow-girl boots and. She was making a small snack when I joined her. Nervous but incredibly turned onby her mere presence, I had to make a move quickly, I felt, before she sat down.That would make an approach far less casual.Sounding remarkably calmer than I was, I made some innocuous remark about thedelays and weather. She smiled and replied, bemoaning her own delay.Excellent! She spoke English, though her accent was Germanic or perhaps Swiss.Perhaps it was her disarming smile but I felt immediately at ease and we. Arrey btaao na mene dekha tha tum mere lund ko dekh rhe they wo mere pass aakr bola me smjh gya ab ki ye saala loundeybaaz hai or ab meri gaand jrur lega to ab shrmane ka koi fayda nhe hai. Mene kha ki me bus lund dekh rha tha bhut bda or mota hai lund tumhara. Ye sunte hi woh khush ho gya or towel dobara nikaal dia or mere pass aake bola lega kya muh me. Me smjh nhe paa rha tha ki kya bolu sbkhuch itna jldi ho rha tha ki yekken nhe ho rha tha issey phle me khuch bol paata usne mujhe kiss krne. As her finger went inside, I felt moisture flowout and I moaned.“Touch me, Ann,” Debbie whispered.I put my hand between her legs and found she was just aswet as I was. I let my fingertip lightly move up anddown her opening, and as I slipped it in her, shebreathed deeply and she closed her eyes. Her bodyreacted to my touch and it made me even more arousedknowing she liked it.Debbie’s breathing increased and her stomach sucked inand out. “That feels so good,” she.