.. to me, and to Ted.I loved how easily you went into the bedroom with him, without me. I loved hearing you talk, and giggle, and discuss how I'd reac... when you threw your clothing out the door -- and how you picked up your bra and tossed it further, to be sure I could see. I thought of him seeing you, my wife, when you would not allow that to me. You looked so happy to be walking to the bedroom with him -- my wife, and another man.I loved coming into the room, and confronting the image of you. He picks up speed and holds himself back. But she reaches under and gently cups his balls with her hand and goes down as far as she can and the tightly held control he has held snaps. He grabs the back of her head and starts shoving himself in and out of her mouth. The sensation overcoming everything else. He sees her eyes widen and tears fill her eyes as she chokes on him. He doesn’t care. He thrusts in harder and faster, his hips bucking and becoming erratic. Her hands are on this thighs, and. .To maine phr se aankhe band kr li….Or phr se so gya jb meri dubara aankh khuli to doctor saamne thi …usne mera bhukhar check kiya….Mai waise hi shara lekar rajai odhe bed pr beth gya…Usne mere haath pr injection lagya or tablet wagera de di…or bataya ki mujhe bhot jyada tejj bhukar h……or doctor chli gayi….Us tym raat ke karib 7:30pm baje honge…sardi ke karan andhera kaafi ho gya tha…bhabhi doctor ko niche gate tk chod kr mere room m aayi…or kaha chlo tum niche hi so jana…kahi raat ko jyada. ..My mom is one of those typical Indian women who always d****d themselves in the traditional saree and there is nothing better an Indian woman can wear.My mom was the average kind of woman..not too fat but not on the skinny side either.Her breasts were of 38D nice wide hips and long legs.Her wheatish skin was always a complement to her beauty along with her shoulder length straight black hair.She always wore that low cut blouses revealing her smooth skin at her back and her sarees were worn.