“Have you seen her since the summer?”“Yeah, she came up in October for a couple of days.”“Nice. Still, it has to be hard.”I looked at her ...eriously. “It is ... Any advice?”She laughed uneasily. “Yeah, I know, right? I’m the expert on what could go wrong in a long-distance relationship!”“You know that’s not what I meant. What could I have done differently back then?”Julie considered for a moment. “It wasn’t you, Matt. Really. You were amazing, when I look back. You wrote me, wanted me to come. Her nipple was already hard and erect.Just to ensure that she had removed the items as requested, I pulled her skirt up and exposed her bushy pubic area. "Tut Tut, this will never do!" I stated. "Before our next meeting you will shave off your pubic hair" I added."Yes master" she replied. But never tried to cover herself. I slipped my hand between her legs and teased her clit, before sliding my index finger deep into her pussy. I then had her stand up and carefully arranged her skirt so part of. They couldn’t understand why he’d never found anyone for himself. Josh himself just wasn’t looking. He’d given up long before. Josh met Bart Smith when his bike had died in front of Bart’s speed & paint shop. The fuel filter had clogged completely, choking on some garbage gas. Bart drove him to the closest dealership and they returned with a new filter. Together, they cleaned the tank and replaced the fuel lines, striking up a friendship as they went. The conversation turned to women, Josh. Khair mein jab store room mein aaya to unhone kaha ke upar ke shelf se baati(dal baati is a dish from rajasthan) ka cooker utar de, even I was in half sleep so din check what she was doing and where she was standing and all, after giving her to cooker I went to get fresh, after some time she said tum kya kar rahe ho meine kaha kuch nahi she said mujhe tauji ko maalish karne jana hai, khana chada diya hai thodi der mein ready ho jayega, woh maalish karke neeche aayi aur phir humne khana khaya.