Except that Ana María had wanted us to stroke each other.We did, and it felt really really good. There, I’ve said it. I know, guys who like girls a...ren’t supposed to say things like that, are they?Bullshit.The key thing, something every guy finds out pretty fast, is that someone else’s hand on you feels a lot better than your own. And honestly, when you’re as horny as we were that summer, it really doesn’t matter all that much whether that other person is a girl or a boy. Better a girl, sure,. She couldn't stop thinking about two things; boys, and money. Unlike most girls of her age thinking about the same things, however, Laura had more serious issues to worry about. Her mother had been divorced for just over ten years now, and Laura hadn't even seen her dad in three. He used to pay child support regularly, however since July of last year, the payments had dropped off entirely. Her mum was working double shifts, but it wasn't enough. Laura needed to get a job of her own, which. We were both ready for a nightcap, and since we had run through our per diems, Sean suggested polishing off the beers in our rooms. We headed up, opened the adjoining doors and started drinking in my room. It wasn't long before we had a few beers in each and both had our buzz back.Sean started to wonder out loud which of the strippers we saw gave the best head. "I know we had no chance with them," he complained, "but seeing all that great nudity had me horny as hell, and it has been a long time. Thi humm nange ho gaye maine apna lund usko pakda ker uske boobs ko choosne laga isse pehle main itne bade boobs kabhi nange nahin dekhe the mera lund bahut hi hard ho chuka tha maine usko neeche lita diya or uski jhangon ko chaatne laga usne mera lund jor se pakad rakha tha fir maine uski choot main lund daala or jor jor se kerne laga main paanch minute main hi jhad gaya maine jaanboojh ker jaldi kiya tha ki baad main jab gannd maroonga to jyada time tak kahada rahega fir woh boli usne toilet.