That year our party was scheduled at a place called Baba’s farm near Pune. It was a 60-acre luxurious resort that the bank had booked for the event.... WE finished our work by six and then headed towards that place. I was dressed in my trademark tight stretch pants in white color and an equally tight off shoulder top that hugged my breasts like second skin. All the women were envious of my figure and my clothes while all the men were ogling at me with ill-concealed lust. I chose to ride with my. " Speaking of whom, I'd better run along and put my request in."Phillip hurried across the soaking grass to the hut that served as the Squadron offices. He was wet through by the time he got there and presented himself, dripping, at Pinky's door."Lovely weather for ducks, what? Come in, Phillip, and sit ye down. Tell me, what I can do for you this fine day?" It's about pilot training, Pinky. I think you know I've always been keen and now, well, Peter told me Corps HQ are asking for volunteers.. While I was doing that I used my free hand to take a couple of the bigger remaining carrot sticks and coat them with oil the same way I had done for my finger. Then I removed the finger from her behind and quickly inserted the carrot sticks. They weren’t much longer than my finger, and the two of them together were only slightly thicker. Still, there’s a big difference between a finger and a couple of carrot sticks, and Carol, although she obviously couldn’t have seen, must have known something. She could feel his balls slapping her pussy lips. With the solid slap they made, she knew Dog had a lot of spunk to give. Em managed to look past her swinging breasts to where Jay sat. He looked at her with almost a look of disgust, but with overwhelming lust too. He was almost bursting to see his wife being used by three strangers. Em felt Bear and Owl lift her by her shoulders to set her on hands and knees. They took hold of her hair and slid their cocks into her hot willing mouth. She could.