Magar kasa kab kahan?Dosto har din aik jasa nahi hota or na har raat, magar hamara leya to tha mai or didi sex ki bhook ka leya pagal hue ja rahi thee... kam to chal jata magar vo maza kahan din main aik icha thee kabhi didi ka sath poore nange ho kar maza loon magar shahid abhi sath luch click nahi kar rahi thee magar aik hope dil main thee vo din aa ga. Beta tum dono apna bhai ka sath apni couzan ki shadee par chale jao hum log baad main a jaain ga, asa mom na muj sa or didi sa bola, Next day. The drive took a lot less time than expected and they arrived at a car park in the mountains at 2pm. The sun was lovely and there was a fresh breeze that helped to keep them cool, after all it was an hour’s walk to the place they had picked on the map. When they arrived at the site it turned up better than they had imagined. It was on a clearing in the middle of a large forest. There was a small lake maybe 50m across and surrounded by wood line. It seemed perfect for a private weekend of. She smiled at that and reminded me to bring a swim suit since it was a pool party. The thought of Jenny in a bathing suit made sure I wouldn't miss the event.I felt very uncomfortable when I arrived. The crowd was mostly a noisy bunch and it really didn't feel like I would fit in. But I had to try to enjoy myself since Jenny would be there. So I wandered out to the pool area and was quickly handed a beer by a drunk coed. I tried to protest that I didn't drink, but she danced off as soon as the. My friend and I were seated at the breakfast table on the balcony. For a moment, she looked at me as though I was an anathema to her (I felt genuinely guilty). Then, she held my arm tightly and began to cry.Me: What’s the matter, Nisha? Is it your married life? (I asked taking a guess of course).My friend shook her head in agreement while still sobbing and trying to speak. I comforted her, and after a few minutes, she was able to talk about the problem. I listened to her problems without being.