Men ney socha aj jub Subash gher aye to usey khana parosney ki bijaye bed per ley jaown.Waisey bhi sun rakha tha khna khane y ke baad chudayee nahien ...erna chaheyee. Wohi kiya mien ney bhi.jaisey hi subash aya mien usey bed room mien le gayee aour uskey kapdrey utarney lagi.Woh badra hiran howa kiyoon key is sey pahley mien ney kabhi pahal nahien ki thi wohi merey kapdey utrata tha.khair. mien ney uski chati per ser rakh diya”Arey aaj khair to hey!!” Kiya horaha hey? lagta hey badra mss kiya. ." Turning around hecould see a light coming from behind the door beside him. He reached forthe doorknob and turned it. It opened! Paul pushed in on the door steppinginto the store as he heard a bell jingle as the door pressed against itjust above the opening. Closing the door behind him, Paul shook the rain from his head and lookedaround. He had never noticed this store before yet it stood on the cornerjust blocks from where he worked. It was filled with all sorts of old andantique items.. One spring afternoon, she challenged me to a game of hoops in front of the garage. I was no slouch so her challenge was quickly accepted. I was in an old teeshirt and shorts and she was in those black yoga pants that clung so tightly to her lovely ass and an old white tank top that was so worn and threadbare that her nipples were almost visible.We played several games of twenty-one and were tied at two games apiece. We were both pretty sweaty by then and her braless nipples were more than. Most people who are different tend to be defensive, not so Bernard. "If you like me, wonderful," he said. "If not, fuck you." then he laughed. "I am just not going to waste my time trying to change your opinion." Very cool, now where do you want me to drop you and your luggage?" I asked."Your sofa is comfortable and I won't be here long. Why don't I just stay here with you." he asked."Sweetie, I have lots of things going on. I can't entertain you." I replied."You don't have to entertain me..