Bhima ne kaha kya? Mom sharmati hui boli lund, Bhima ne kaha, Didi iss baar tummujse karwaogi matlab? Mujhe tumhari chut ka rass pina hai tum mere mun...h ke upar aajaao bhima ne kaha, Mom ne kaha yeh sab nahin hoga mujhse bhima unko apne upr khinchte hue kaha main karwaaunga na tum ghutno ke bal mere chahere pe baith jaao main tumhari chut chaatunga. Mom ne kaha mujhe sharm aarahi hai.Bhima ne kaha, Sharm ki koi baat nahin,tum dono ghutno ko mere chehere ko dono taraf rakh kar palang ke lakdi ko. Fucked by one cock, more often than not my mouth was being used at the same time to coax life into a limp dick. Being used to satisfy two men at once left me no time to satisfy myself. I'm not a woman who can orgasm with just a cock moving in me. I felt so in need of relief that I made my desire known. The men were more than ready to do as I wished, probably wanting some rest while watching me. I straddled the man who had a hard cock and I instructed him to lie motionless below me as I used his. Or even if we’d want it to. After an enjoyable evening, and perhaps sensing a moment alone was needed, our friend went to the toilet. We looked at each other. We both knew what the other was thinking. She grinned the grin that says “Can we?”. By the time he came back downstairs, she was kneeling over me on the couch, skillfully rolling her tongue around the end of my penis while I babbled something about inviting him to join us or something – I can’t remember exactly what I said because he. We knew that almost no one was left not having seen anyone for months and not much sign of people in Columbia. It was lonely. Betty and I talked about looking for people or setting up a place and waiting to be found."Finally, we decided to do both. We wanted a base other than the hospital and a farm with crop growing capacity fit Betty's desires. I agreed that we needed a base but felt that we also needed more people for a viable community. We started riding around Columbia's suburbs looking.