‘Honey! You can’t be serious?’ yelped the nervous Karen. Nikita looked confused. ‘Punishment? What punishment?’ she wondered. Karen blushed...that Nikita would know about her domestic discipline sessions. Not only that, it looked like she would actually witness it. ‘Oh I am very serious. Come on, hurry up, you know the routine,’ said Dave, turned on at pushing Karen’s submission to a new level. ‘Honey? Please?’ Karen pleaded. ‘Uh uh,’ said Dave resolutely. Karen bowed her head in shame, turned. Se kahile gazar aau baigana too bi bahut bhala. Tapare tank upare soee ki tanka doodha ku aahuri chipili aau tanka bia ku aahuri chatili. Etharaka pura bia bhitara jibha puraee ki chatibaku aarambha kali. Se puni aaaahhhhh,,,ooooohhhhh hebaku lagile.Moon aahuri jor re doodha ku chiputhile aau tanka bia ku chatibaku lagili. Tapare se kahile chal 69 pose kariba, moon kahile setha puni kan. Se kahile je tu mora bia chatibu aau moon to banda. Moon khusi hoee gali. Tapare 69 pose re puni chatiba. I am 5.8 feet and he is just 6.7 inches.This is a real incident which happened six months ago with my servant.Who name is Uma?She is 27.She is a mother of a boy of age 09.She is dark brown in colour.Not black yaar.I had a crush or blush whatever it is on her till she joined to work in our home.To describe her she is 32″28″32.It’s approximate.She has two round paired melons with a nipple which actually looks like a brown balloon with a black bindi.She used to wear saree.Her navel will be clearly. “Forget specifics. In fact, forget that we’re even here. Or that we know each other? Who are you, strange man sitting at my table?”“I forget. Names are too specific anyway.Unseen, Eros sat the next table, fiddling with his bowstring. He couldn’t help but smile. Their little human idiosyncrasies were stupid, but he enjoyed them anyway. He was a sucker like that. Neither of them believed this “just friends” business for a second, but since when was it a crime to lie to yourself? He could just.