For that Vahida didn’t reply but started staring at my shorts and Sheetal repeatedly. Sheetal was stood there and really in a tensed mood. Then Vahi...da asked that who had touched her lips? Then I replied that Sheetal was trying to fool you by touching your lips with her fingers. Then she asked sheetal that was it you who touched my lips? Sheetal replied yes and started cracking jokes on Vahida which cooled the air a bit. After a few moments Vahida started believing that it was Sheetal that who. It's raining, you know. I am so sorry I'm late."I stood and we kissed, just a peck on the lips, and we slumped down into our chairs. Becky was her usual pretty self, a little disheveled and a little out of breath. She wore a casual dress, a light, flowery thing with a bit of a neckline and the round of her shoulders bare. If Becky were her old self, Becky would be bra-less underneath. As it was, I had to wonder. Becky opened a menu.Becky read the menu, and I spied on the other couple. They ate. Almost passing out from pain and pleasure , the cock spread her small body to receive electrifying shocks of little orgasms, the fucking rhythm escalated to a sudden thunderstorm that launched Rawan into a blue starry sky of climax that resembled a warm dream of love , sex, cocks, hot sticky sperm shooting deep in her vagina, washing her womb from old tales of fake honor, and superficial fidelity , Rawan received wave after wave of salty semen, each increasing her certainty that she will pursue. The trees in this region lacked the exuberant foliage of her own beloved dense woods and forests. They afforded little shelter, specially now that they had shed their sparse and sere leaves. The constant drip of water onto her body all through the night became her familiar lot, except on occasions, when she summoned the two white dogs to shelter her and she pitied them too much to put them to so much trouble too often, poor creatures! No! She was on her own and that was that! By day she worked,.