The comments were about anything; a shoal of jellyfish, with delicate pastel shades in their centres; dolphins, flying fish (which sometimes found the...r way on board and into a pan, just as in Arthur Ransome's book 'Peter Duck'). Apart from that I found I didn't much mind the peace and solitude. It was as much a spiritual experience as a physical one. It was almost a shock when the outside world intruded in the form of an email so I began to avoid checking my inbox. It was mostly junk, anyway.. Kher me abhi agli kahani likh raha hu jo ki apko pasand aaegi or pasand aae to reply kijie mail per perMeri saali ka naam rukhsar he or wo abhi 9th class me he( 18 years old ) meri shaadi ko 2 saal ho gae he tab wo kaafi choti thi per higth labmi hone ke karan aab badi dikhne lagi he kuch hi waqt mein wo thodi healthy bhi ho gayi last summer vacation me ghar aayi thi to hamare sath hi rukhi , qki meri joint family he to wo sabhi behno ke sath sojaati raat mein per cousin sister ki shaadi hone. And then grabbed both the milk bags and pressed it like mad. Presses it with full pressure and she was mad moaning in pain and pleasure Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ravi dhire dhire dabao . I was in no mood to listen and I took her nipples in my fingers and started pulling it hard. She was arouses and moaned uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh Ravi. I took her nipples in my mouth and started sucking it fastly. Sucked it with full pressure and bit her nipples by my teeth. She said. Whether it was three in the morning or six in the evening. Immediately once we were done I put my clothes back on and left his house. I came only when he told me I could cum. Even if it meant holding it in for an hour after I should have released it. But when he did let me cum, I came hard. It would spill out of me, coating his desirable cock and spilling out on to the white sheets of his bed, tangled around us in the aftermath of his strong fucking. At night, I would even dream about him. In.