Before long, his hands went inside my thighs and instead of trying to stop him, I allowed him to continue. As his right hand began touching my vagina,... he also held my breasts with his left hand getting me aroused almost immediately. Then his hand went inside my bikini bottoms as he began fingering me.I can't explain it, but I just closed my eyes and let him finger me over and over, reveling in my orgasms. What I never stopped to think about was that I was in a fifteen passenger van, and I was. "You should see the other girl," I replied, smiling weakly and trying to be patient while Erin, my personal artist on the Sports Illustrated shoot, tried to get rid of the thin bags under my eyes."Barros?" Sofia said. "I just saw her. She looks okay." Nooo..." I giggled. "Not Ana. I'm talking about Fernanda. I think she's still in my bed." Which one?" Sofia pulled up a canvas director's chair. "Just make her eyes black or something." Or something," Erin sighed. "She does this to me on purpose,. .. of course the neckline showed the top of mybreasts. A stream of smoke slipped up through the cleavage.My long thick hair was now tied behind my head with a simple garnetribbon.I grumbled and shivered again. The nightgown did nothing to keep mewarm. I was going to need to sacrifice another piece of clothing to getsomething warm. I found one of my old grungy hoodies inside the closet.I closed my eyes and held my breath - the last of the previous smokestill not having fully dissipated - and. Kisi ne mehenat nai ki kyaShilpa – haha bas ek ne hi ki hai vo puri mehenat se naiMe – to humko seva ka mauka doShe – acha…batao to zara kaise mehenat karoge tumMe – pehele ye batao kya pehena hShe – sareeMe – uske andar kuch nai pehena kyaShe – me ghar me nai pehentiMe – okayMe- haan ji to ab mehenat ki baat kare to sabse pehele samhaj lo.ki me tumhara pati hun aur tum.kitchen me khana bana rahe hoShilpa – okayMe- sabse pehele me tumhe kitchen ki wall pe dhakka deke tumhare hoto ko chusunga.