.My mind keeps forgettinghow to breathe rightFor while others air goIn and outout and inIn a simple function of normalityMine falters a lot of the tim...Turns my voice into wheezing gaspsThe dead could speak better than IMy lungs squish into a tiny boxIn the center of my chestCausing a volcanic eruption of painIt is a very similar feeling to my heartWhich thumps and clamorsAt a speed unknown to humanityThe pace of a jackrabbit heartwhose cotton little tail's on fireUntil it simply feels like. .Fir use pura nude karne k baad mene room ka light on kiya puri nude wo 34 k mumme pink nipple bed pe leti hui baap lag rahi thi. Me gaya aur sidha uske upar chadh k kiss karne laga bad me uske cleavage pe neck pe kiss karne laga socha iska 1st tym hai to pura maza dete hai ise baad me uske earlobe me lick karne laga wo bawri si hone lagi thi. Baad me uske nipples chusne laga to wo moan karne lagi mene pehle hi bata diya tha jor jor se awaze mat karna mujhe pata tha 1st tym hai iska to yeh. The kitchen was very odd to Marina but did have most of the things she was familiar with.When we were done I said, "Let's sit on the patio then go for a walk."We went out the French doors and Marina found beautiful and ornate furniture just around the corner. She said, "This table and these chairs are very beautiful."Sandra smiled and said, "Thank you. They were not that hard to make once you had the knack." You, made these?" Marina asked incredulously."Yes I did. Megan made her share of the. After I unhooked two of them, it looked like I could push my hand inside, I slowly let me fingers crawl into her blouse, lifted the bra and then for the first time the soft, sweaty, hot breast skin made contact to my fingers. An UNFORGETTABLE MOMENT. The breast that fed me as a child for 2 long years, the breast that produced milk so that i could grow big, the breast that produced the nectar that protected me from all diseases as a kid was now providing me another kind of satisfaction. The.