I took another sip of my beer and turned back to face the bar and sit down.Just as I got situated at the bar, a female voice spoke up from behind me. ...��You said that you would see me. Or rather, your exact words were ‘see ya’.” I turned around, and yes, it was the woman from the night before.“Yes, I did say that.”“Mind if I sit here beside you?”“Sure, have a seat,” I replied.She stood about five feet seven, brunette hair slightly curled that reached her shoulders. She wore deep red lipstick,. (The author recalls with fondness a gurl with arecord of armed robbery who was given the name "Robyn Banks". Suchwry humor is a joy to behold.) The gurl may think about heroptions for a time or even suggest another. As long as both arehappy with a reasonable choice, it's a good one. If genuinefemming is the wife's goal then this is the name she should use inaddressing her gurl whenever practical. Use of the boy nameshould be minimized at worst and eliminated at best.For the wives interested in. Amera said she loved that most of all.I was getting rather upset hearing it all and then she shocked me by saying “main kisi se bhi chudai karungi jo mujhe satisfy kare! This is 50% my house. This was my namaazi wife amera bana talking to me like a raand.There was some silence between us and then she turned to me and said, “Are you jealous?” tumhe jalan horahi hai?I was shocked at first by the question but I knew the answer and so did she. Amera continued probing.”Does it turn you on knowing. I alternate licking each nipple as she closes her eyes and moans her approval.She pushes my head farther down. I take the cue and slide her pants down just far enough to expose her well trimmed bush. My tongue dances around her clit. With each of her moans I become more and more aroused. My cock is straining in its cage, trying ever so hard to stand erect. Her intoxicatingly sweet aroma pushes me deeper in frustration as my tongue probes her hole. She rhythmically thrusts her hips in time with.