I should lock you in the engine room and put you on bread and water rations." Bread and water? How about juice and pussy? Man cannot live on bread alo...ne Captain Bly." Well shiver me timbers matey... you do have an attitude don't you? Well, I know just the thing to take you down a peg or three."May was smiling, as was I. I loved our verbal interplay and her smart aleck like attitude. I found myself comparing her to my late wife and discovered that even though I still loved my late wife, May was. I shouted over to Steve to come over to help me look for my ball. When he came through the copse however, he could see that I had already found it, but I think he guessed that he would still be needed. I was lying on the bank next to the ball wearing as demure a smile as I could muster, considering my panties were on the grass next to me, my skirt was pulled up over my hips, my knees were bent and my legs were spread invitingly apart. He smiled, knelt down, and began to gently lick and suck my. He let me rebutton him, and I took every opportunity to touch his strong chest as I buttoned him up. Dave kissed my left foot, then my right foot, before slipping my feet back into my knee-high boots. He gently caressed my legs and thighs, as he zipped my boots back up on me. The way he did that sent shivers of pure sexual delight rippling through my freshly fucked pussy. Dave rezipped the side of my skirt, caressing the curves of my hips in the process, and causing me to purr happily yet. “Main bhi achcha hoon.” Rohan ne kaha.“Tum bade harami ho, Rohan.” Maine thoda gusse me kaha.“Kya hua yaar? Maine kya kiya?” Rohan ne poocha.“2 mahine ho gaye humari Goa wali trip ko aur tumne aaj pehli baar call kiya hai. 1 week meri chudai ki uske baad tum 7 ke 7 mujhe bhool gaye. Kisine bhi mujhe call nahi kiya,” mainne shikayat ki.“Hahaha… Sorry yaar. Par main tujhe bhoola nahi. Aaj bhi woh trip yaad karke mera lund khada ho jata hai. Roz tujhe yaad karke hilata hoon.”“Kuch din ke liye apne.