Kishan: That’s not my intention, madam. I would never do that to a faithful wife like you. You have maintained your chastity despite your husband le...ving you alone, and I admire that. I want to make life easier for you.Shreya wasn’t sure where this was going. She looked cluelessly at Kishan, who was cupping her face with his palms.Kishan: There are lot more things you can do other than rubbing yourself. But you need a man’s touch to feel those pleasures. As your servant, I feel it is my duty to. "OK, OK, but no falling asleep on me like last time," Denise countered with a smile of her own as she moved over to kneel next to Leah. Denise took the bottle of lotion, and squirted a liberal dose all over her friends back, and started to rub the creamy liquid into her skin. The effect that Leah loved, and Denise was so good at, was that of a soothing massage. As she worked over her friend's back, she moved to straddle her legs to get a better angle on her back and butt.As her hands got closer. Chachi mana karne lagi,to usne kaha ki aaj ki raat ap hamari hai aur aapke upar sirf hamara haq hain.dusare admi ne bhi apne kabde utar deye aur bed ke pass aa gaya aur Chachi ke hoto par apne hont rakh kar unhe chusne laga Chachi chtpatane lagi udar pahala adami apna land lekar tayar tha usne Chachi ki gand par apna lund astaya aur halka sa jhatka mara meri Chachi chilla uthi durase admi ne mummi ke hath pakad leye.Aur Chachi ke muh main apna mota land dal diya taki vo zyada nahi chilla. Workdays, holidays, weekdays, weekends all were the same. Friday was special. "Every man needs something special," he reminded himself.There had been a time when Albert had many special things going on, but the years had stolen most of them. He retired—his job died; Martha died; his friends died; his strength and stamina did, too."Everything dies," he muttered to himself. He had a few special things left. There were grandchildren away at college. He would see them once in a while at holidays.