I thought of going back but I could not. I sat on the edge of the bed with the beating heart. No movement in her. Now I decided to go further as this ...hance might not repeat. I just moved her saree pallu a little bit and touched the lovely breast with trembling hand and pressed little. She move her legs little and took off my hand with fear.Now I gathered some courage and touched her boobs again, those chubby huge balls.. Still no movement. Now I thought I’d give them a squeeze. And I did so.. I try rather hard not to believe in the gods, largely so that they’ll choose in return not to believe in me, and more or less leave me entirely alone. It doesn’t seem to work that way however. I appear to amuse them for some reason. That early afternoon as I was making my final preparations for our night of community improvement via the aid of a jolly good fire, I had the sudden notion that I ought to be offering my own prayers to the nearby shrine, located right at the south end of the. That was very normal chat for eg Hi good morning,how are you,good night and all.One day I took off for an office and relaxing at home so I got messege from her hi are you busy I said no and then we start chatting.After few minutes later I asked her hey what are you doing she said I am holding your penis. I shocked and replied what she said I liked you when I saw u in an event I said ok.Then she said can you send me your Picture I said yes why not so I send her my normal picture she said wow you. This One Is Compliments of John A. I bet you can guess which country he lives in!!!!A tourist walked into a Chinese curio shop in San Francisco. While looking around at the exotic merchandise, he noticed a very lifelike, life-sized, bronze statue of a rat. It had no price tag, but was so incredibly striking the tourist decided he must have it. He took it to the old shop owner and asked, “How much for the bronze rat?”“Ahhh, you have chosen wisely! It is $12 for the rat and $100 for the story,”.