All the while, I felt Jim’s hand caress my butt through my skirt. The only problem was I was starting to enjoy it.I forgot what was so funny, but s...omething Jim said made me laugh, and I almost fell off the barstool. Jim’s quick hands caught me, and pulled me back up, with his hand taking a full feel of my breast as he did so. His grip was strong, but not crushing, and as he put me back on the stool, he mentioned casually I was too drunk to drive.“You’re right, Jim… I’ve had too much. But. Maine kapde seuse saaf kar diya. Ab to ye roz ka silsila ho gaya aur mein jab bhi unke roompar sone jaata tha to raat ko jaag jata aur doodh pe kar phir bhabhi ko dekhtehue muth maara karta tha phir floor saaf kar ke so jaata tha.Lekin Ek raat jis ka mujhe dar tha wo baat ho gayi. Meindoodh peene ke baad khada ho kar muth maar raha tha tabhi jhatke se bhabhi jaaggayi aur uth kar beth gayi. Mein jhadne wal tha isliye apna lund bhi nahi chodpaya aur jhadne ke baad mujhe thoda hosh aaya to dekha. Another time I met a Mexican soccer player there-- for once a guy in hisearly twenties. We went into the bathroom and made out. He put his armsaround me and kissed me and later I pulled his pants down and he liftedmy skirt and we rubbed our cocks together and our hands together and hecame on me and squirted over and over again all over me on my bellybutton and his hot cum was all in my pubic hair and on my panties and mypanty hose and he kept rubbbing my cock and saying things in Spanish Ithink. ...we went further, deeper, dirtier the ring hunt would be my perfect excuse to explore the depths of depravity. The day of the flight she looked uncomfortable. As she dressed in her favourite white lacy knickers and white lacy topped stockings I could see her little pot bellied stomach was already starting to look distended. She complained that she was quite full and would really like to go to the toilet. I countered with if it goes down the toilet we may never see it again. Let’s wait.