“Oh god that’s good” I said without even realisingShe stopped smiled then continued sucking with glee.“Oh yes that nice, ohhhh fuck that’s s... good” I continued. As my hands found her head and pulled her face onto my cock as she pulled out.“Now Santa! Fuck me now!” she said.She jumped up and ran and jumped up on the big desk. Pulling up her flowing pink silk dress she said “Come and fuck this drenched wet pussy Santa! Come on come fuck me now!”I was ready and didn’t need to be asked twice but I. An odd little bauble;A curious little thing.The ring was made of gold;A simple yellow band;He held it to the light.It shimmered in his hand.The inside was inscribed;With the tiniest of letters.Mark put on his glasses;So he could see them better.He expected 'Made in China'.That's not what he read.'Nearest person's desire';Is what the inscription said.The ring might be expensive;He didn't want it lost.Mark slipped it on his finger;Wondering what it cost.Into his parents driveway;Came the delivery. The entire Gujarat was agog with celebrations all over. Why Gujarat, every part of India celebrated Navratri festival in their own way. Goddess Durga Pooja in West Bengal is their national festival. In Tamilnadu they display Kolu in each home. In Andhra, Karnataka and in Kerala, all nine days and nights are full of cultural celebrations. But in Gujarat it is something special. All the girls come out in the streets to sing and dance. Dance items like Garba, Ras are famous. Girls especially teen. " I don't know if I love my girlfriend. We're comfortable with each other. She's good in bed -- although not as good as you. Not even close." He kissed her on the cheek.She returned the kiss. "Remember what Willie said about ninety-nine percent not being in bed with their first choice. Somebody said that all of us live lives of quiet desperation." I'm getting quietly desperate to fuck you again." His hand sought her vagina. "But going back to my girlfriend. I could tell her not to come." Would.