" That is my problem, not yours, dammit. Now, give me that whiskey like I want." With that, he started to cock his revolver.That was when I said, "Mis...er, you ought to listen to the bartender's advice. Not getting more whiskey is a hell of a lot better than collecting a bullet." I know, I should have kept my mouth shut, but I am just not built that way.My comment caused the drunk to turn toward me. His hammer had not reached full cock when the bartender reached across the bar and thumped the. (Ye sunte hi Jethalal dusra boob jor se daba deta hai apne haatho se) Aaggoo bai kiti jorat!Jethalal ke hath ke upar Madhavi apna hath rakhti hai aur dono uska boob sath mein dabate hai. Jethalal dusra boob abhi bhi chuss raha hota hai. Madhavi siskariya bharte hue, maze mein uchalti hai Jethalal ke lund pe. Jethalal chusna bandh karta hai aur missionary position mein aata hai.Madhavi, Jethalal ke neeche dabb jaati hai kyuki sabhi jaante hai woh kitna bhaari hai.Madhavi: (Neeche dabb jaane pe). Ahead of us there was water which appeared dark , beautiful and dangerous.I saw her again , and found her making expressionless face. I saw below. She had no clothes on her chest , and she did not even try to cover it.She pulled her saree , washed it on the stone , still sitting topless on the river sore.This was one of the times , you see a beautiful woman with her features exposed for you , still feel empty and free of lust.May be I still had doubts . Hence I was shy. Within no time re moved. It was like I exploded into two different personalities, a good one is forcing me ahead to think about at her nudity and the greater one is dictating terms to my mind and body and keeping me in a continuous state of arousal.The guilt was unbearable and even greater was the desire. I was torn between these two. Before that moment Sowmyakka was someone I never seriously looked upon.I have masturbated in her thoughts when I attained adolescence and even wet my bed sometimes in her thoughts, but.