No one told us to come to the sea. Our tools were primitive, rocks with sharpened edges, sticks, and other crude implements. Prized possessions, some ...coveted, each claimed wordlessly by their creator. We would grunt, point, whistle, or hoot, our body language conveying all that we needed to communicate as something more than a cohort and less than a clan.They were more or less human, the men more hairy, the women walking with legs still a little more bent and open. Except for me. I was. Sure." We walked to my car. As we approached she commented, "I always wondered who owned this car. The paint is fantastic." As I unlocked the door and held it open for her, she commented, "Wow, a real gentleman." "So, what direction? I don't know where you live Ms. Waldo." "Hey, we are in your car, call me Molly. Do you know where Nrothrup Avenue crosses Fulton?" "Yes, the high rent district." As we drove, I her about how I found this car in a barn and resurrected it. She mentioned. To jab bhi mauka milta mein daman chale jaata tha…ek baar aisa hi hua mein daman gaya…to jaate waqt mujhe Expressway per ek lady ne lift mangi…subah ke 05.30 baje…to mene unhe lift de di…unko anand jaana tha…wo takriban 30-35 ki age ki thi…aur mein uss time 20 saal tha..unke boobs bahot bade the…aur thodi moti bhi thi….baat karne se pata chala ki wo teacher hai…to mein unse idhar udhar ki baatein karne laga…mein car slowly chala raha tha aur baat kar raha tha…thodi der mein mera haath unki. While she was walking I was seeing her ass. And it was looking damn sexy. I wanted to catch her and fuck her. But could not as I thought there would be family members. We went to the hall and I sat on the sofa and she sat beside me.I asked her where is her family members. She told they are out of town and will return in night. I was unable to believe my luck. Here was the women two whom I wanted to fuck alone with me. With out any thing I gave a kiss on her lips. She did not said any thing as.