You knowM- I am not able to understand what you have toKA- Naughty boyM- Abhi to scene bhi nahi kiyaKA- I can imagine what is going in your dirty mind...- No you can't imagine. Otherwise tum dar jayogi. Bahut kuch chal raha hai andarKA- Haha acha ji to batayo kya chal raha hai. I have timeKA- We don't have to shoot tomorrow so we are goodKA- We can chat whole nightKA- Tell me how you imagine this scene. What are you expectations from heroine for this scene as a writerM- Don't judge me I am going. I was far too gone to stop no. The guy down stairs had taken control over me.She tried to wiggle free but her attempts futile. My pressings were turning from soft slow presses to hard twists. My dick humping over her nightie. Hard thrusts. She started to moan which again fueled my lust further. The back of her head found my shoulder and nested in them, her lips licking, biting, sucking, doing whatever they could to my neck. I started to press her breasts even harder causing her to moan even. "I received advanced training that made me proficient. Through that training I found a natural aptitude for it, and had been going through advanced training in the jungles of Okinawa at the time of my discharge that was intended to make me more than what I was, and I was already a legitimately scary fellow."He was hoping that some of that training had become so ingrained physically that our body would remember the appropriate skills even if I consciously wasn't aware of them. At the same time. "You are looking very handsome ... for an old fart." Gracious as ever." I laughed.As I walked down the aisle with Emma on my arm, I felt so proud. The white wedding dress enhanced her already beautiful features. I wished Jane had lived long enough to witness this day but when I saw Teresa standing quietly and anonymously in the congregation, I realised that as much as I had loved my wife, my future was with someone else.It was as the vicar droned on about love and all its glory that I realised.