I just realized that I forgot to tell you about myself: I'm Nick, 27 years old. After finishing college and working at my first job I decided I wanted... to see the world and travel, so I quit my job and bought a ticket to Brazil. I traveled all across South America, had a great time there and just got back. I'm medium height and weight and that’s all I'm going to tell about myself for now. It's very hard to be objective when writing about yourself.I don't exactly know why, but I had a somewhat. People native to this time would be just as surprised to see it though, and even the primitive bow was miles ahead of throwing a spear. Trouble was I hadn't had a bow in my hands for years and they weren't nearly as easy to stay proficient with as a rifle or pistol.Using a bow required complicated coordination for proficiency while a rifle's biggest requirement was that you be still to use it, and that you use a gentle pressure to pull the trigger. A rifle also had an accurate sighting. I need it, so I’ll give it. Plus, he can’t make me come the way you did. I always have to finish myself off when he’s done.” “A wham, bam, thank you ma’am kind of guy, huh?” I asked, trying to hide the boost she’d given to my ego. “If he’d only say thanks once or twice,” she sighed, “he’s always on top, never takes the time to get me ready, and then he just pounds into me until he’s done. He’s a really great guy, he just has a lot to learn. It’s always the same and never very satisfying in a. The fucking in train with Riya was still fresh in my mind plus the surrounding in Goa aaded to the mood. I was real horny and wanted to fuck Riya badly. I told Riya about this and she winked and agreed for the same. We will have a bang on action tonight baby’ she winked as she said it. I was desperately waiting for the night and all were tired due to tedious train journey so everyone was on the bed by 12. I was sleeping with my girl while Riya and a friend of ours were sleeping in another room..