Ab hm baat hindi mein krte hain kyuki mza to hindi mein hi aata hai,baat us din ki hai jb vo pehli bar tution aayi thi, Tution khatm hone k baad jb us...e jane mein 10 minute reh gye the usne mujhe akele mein poocha ki kya main abhi bhi usmein intersted hun ton maine han mein sir hilaya(kyuki hm kitni der baad baat krre the kyuki uske pas phone nhi tha aur vo jis phone se pehle baat krti thi uske gharwalo ne vo sim band krwa di thi)Jb usne ye poocha tb vo mere kmre mein kisi bahane se aayi thi Us. Instead, she exuded and air of curiosity and intrigue that surrounded her like a second skin. Why, she even smiled at me, or began to, as she, at long last, pulled herself upright to sit and began on the arduous task of tidying her mussed hair. ‘So,’ she said at long last. ‘What will become of me?’ Plainly and simply I told her. ‘That is completely up to Sir.’ I figured that by now, the two of us were well past games of deception and deceit. At least, as far as each other were concerned. ‘I. Our relationship was one of those ‘on again, off again’ things. I think we were a typical married couple at the time. Our family came first. We did our best to be there for all the school activities and competitions right up through their graduations and the kids’ marriages. Then we started with the grandkids. When we first got married our sex life was like two rabbits in heat. Neither of us were very experienced or adequately informed, so we watched a little porn and tried to replicate what we. "My kiss silenced her. "I'm probably too sore myself," I said at its end."Eat your Reuben, Joseph," said Molly, remaining on my lap. "We made it and coffee fresh for you."As I ate, Molly and Fanny excitedly presented their scenario, Fanny adding notes from my questions and their own ideas."Wow," I said at the end of it."Do you think Mike will like it?" asked Molly."He'll love the dark kinkiness of it, the weirdness and the intensity and the nightmarish, violent sexual set pieces." But..." Molly.