Shortly after his retirement, my father decided to ‘civilize’ me by insisting that I join him on journeys away from home. An added reason for this... coercion was that he contended that he simply had to escape my mom’s tyranny and needed a companion to do so. With pops paying all our expenses, I simply couldn’t refuse.Our first excursion to Eastern Europe was hardly very exciting, but I have to admit, rather interesting. Although my dad always retired to his room shortly after dinner to do what he. " I'll be online later!"Hannah quickly gave her a quick hug before briskly walking out of the gym."Wait! Who's gonna help me do my sit-ups?!" Karen shouted."I will."She was startled by the deep, husky voice that replied to her enquiry. She slowly, almost nervously looked round. Standing at the other end of the gym was a tall, dark handsome figure. He was wearing grey jogging bottoms and a tight black top. His hair was glistening with sweat.He slowly began walking towards her, taking calm, but. Kya hua ?Wo log chali gyi ..Phir wo aurat hans rahi thi ..Phir mai pura nanga ho gaya .. Shirt nikaal k .. Paani mei ghus gaya , nahaane ka iraada nhi tha .. But still kyu ki wo aurat paani me thi .. Ab to andhera ho chuka tha .. Aur taalab mei koi hone se bhi koi fark nhi padta ..,Wo bahaar nikal k gyi , tab mai uska nanga badan dekh jo petticot se cover tha but geela tha aur jaanghon tak , sayad chhota tha ..Bahut gaand dekhi thi dur se but pass se nhi ..Phir wo saabun pairo mai lagaayi ... I looked up at him, it was like he was smiling, with that long tongue hanging to one side dripping from the creek water…I looked at Phyllis and she at me…exchanging smiles…both of us getting wet and hot at just our shared thoughts…naughty, wetting, thoughts! “It’s your turn,” I said. She smiled. “I wonder which of us Duke prefers…he is a fickle guy!” I said: “But it’s your turn.” With those words, Phyllis lifted her dress to her waist and patted her cunt; Duke settling down between her.