Mere se kareeb 5 saal choti thi wo aur hum ek doorse se kafi majak kiya karte the.Reshma as kareeb 19 saal ki ho chuki thi. Ab wo humare ghar akele hi...kaam karne aaya karti thi. Hum dono jawan the aur kabhi kabhi main uske saath aisa waisa majak bhi kar liya karta tha. Aur uske bhi kabhi mujhe toka nahi tha.Dekhne me wo ek dum mast thi. Uske moome kurta phaad ke bahar aane ko baichain rehte the. Uski jawani dekh dekh ke humne bhi kai baar mooth mara hua tha. Usko chodne ka man to bahut tha par. They had walked for twenty minutes since alighting from a train station a couple of stops from Bournemouth. Neil had promised her a lovely site for a picnic and her stomach was rumbling, but she smiled at him and followed him."This is the New Forest," he told her as they went through a few trees and Paula scoffed."We're not far enough away from Bournemouth to be New Forest. We need to be Broke-en-hurd."Neil chortled. "Brockenhurst," he corrected her. "But this is the edge of the New Forest.". Completely unused, too. All I needed was a few extra supplies, courtesy of a bank card and the internet. Whips, Chains, Ropes, Oxygen Deprivation Masks, Incense Burners; all that good stuff. However, my proudest purchase was a metal suspender frame, it fixed to the industrial runners on the roof. Attatched by a mechanism that meant that it could be spun at any angle were two more metal bars, like a fork stretching outwards. These suspended a rectangle frame with rounded egdes (kept in place by. He was shaking as he crawled up her body, her arms wrapped around him as their lips met. They kissed deeply and rolled to their sides, his shaft burning against her hip, arms intertwine, hands exploring. She pushed him back against the mountain of silk and sat up straddling his waist, her delicate hands drew lines across his chest and down his arms, then traveled up her thighs, along her belly and up to her coal black hair. She tugged gently at the knot and it came billowing down her shoulders,.