My Wife : Ohh soo smart!!(he went)I told my wife that she is good in flirting, she told with a shy face that she is wet down there. I got aroused more... I felt like she is okay to get fucked by him.By the time we finished eating. All 2 hours he was keep staring at my wife boobs.I got a wild thought. I got up from my place and went to him like asking something.I got mobile number of him and asked him to come to our hotel after his duty. He agreed with excitement. He told he will come by 1 AM. He found, however, that these classes didn’t help him to defend himself. The teacher seemed to focus too much on the exercise and spiritual benefits of martial arts rather than the self-defense aspects. ‘If you want to learn how to defend yourself,’ the teacher would say, ‘go buy a gun.’ Ben’s need for self preservation happened to coincide with the rise in popularity of this thing called ‘The Internet’. Using various search engines, he found information on more martial arts then he could. He hurriedly tried to unbutton my blouse. He was struggling to unhook my tight blouse. I helped to undo my tight blouse for Madhan. He then pulled out the white bra. My boobs fell the bra. I have huge, firm, milky boobs with thick broad nipples.My husband spends more time sucking my nipples. He loves them. To my utter surprise, even Madhan, too, was staring at my erect nipples with his popped-out eyes. I shyly concealed my boobs with both of my hands. He parted my hands off the boobs.He dug his. .Only sometimes...There was no pain at all.And he called those days "Good" - and the others he called "Bad." Forhe dwelt in a world of opposites and it came naturally to him to divide things into categories like black and white, positive and negative,long and short, male and female; and to express a preference for oneaspect over another. And to the things that gave him pleasurablesensations he gave the designation "Good" - while the things that gavehim no pleasure he labeled "Bad". And he.