Having such an extensive collection at my fingertips didn’t help, either.In the end, I went with an anthology of Sibelius’ piano pieces. They were...calming, soft, and yet contained a deeper, wistful longing, much like I and Amanda felt for each other, strong and enduring, however difficult it was to express.I sat down and kept an eye on my little cook. She stopped humming when the music started playing, but I still found her awfully cute in her frilly apron, moving to and fro as she carried out. Maine kaha aunty ruk jao abhi raat baki hai. Main mangunga.Abhi bhi main aunty ke boobs kha rahah tha aur chut mein ungliyan andar bahar kar rahah tha. Aunty ko ek dum se kya hua unhone mera haath padkda aur boli aur tez aur tez rukna mat aur tez main ne khub tezi se kar diya aunty jhad gayi. Meri saari Ungliyon pe unka maal tha. Maine aunty ko unka maal dikhaya apni ungliyon pe. Phir woh ungliyan apne mooh mein daal k saara maal chat gaya. woh toh maano pagal ho gayin. Woh niche gayin ghotno. After a few minutes, I managed to lift my head and look into your eyes, loving how your body felt under me, your tits crushed against my chest. I couldn’t speak, but our smiling eyes spoke. “I’m Michael,” I finally managed to say. “I’m Kate,” you said, “Nice meeting you,” you added. “Yes, it is,” I responded. “I like you,” you said. “I like you too, I said, chuckling. “This has never happened before. I don’t know what came over me,” you said. “Me either,” I said. “I think I fell in lust with. " Yes, Ma'am, I will be right back," he said while jumping down off the fighter. Tim ran across to the replicator and came to a stop, and said, "Replicator, this is Corporal Tim Alexander. I need four of my special roast beef sandwiches, in carrying boxes, for fighter pilots to take with them. Two bottles of water in each." Replicating, order finished."The four boxes appeared. He picked them up, and checked them. They each contained two bottles of water, a bag of BBQ chips, and his special.