How I had lacerated his soul. I put him in this bind. He could not let anything stop him from editing reality because of me. Lucifer thought it would ...e enough to win, but the Most High gave my husband and out. A way to still have that dream.What choice did he have? I had stolen it away from my husband and now I would cause him more suffering. He would be haunted by this day. It would overshadow everything in his existence if he pressed that button.Emotion choked my voice as it all became so. She gave me a sultry look as she reclined, parted her knees and pulled her legs straight upward. “Like this?”I gulped and was a bit worried I was going to shoot just from the visual image.“Or like this?” Liz asked as she spread her feet outward in almost a split.“Either,” I stammered as I pushed myself off the bed. It took me a second to get situated but the view was spectacular when I pushed my legs beneath the bed to get closer.My arm was still an impediment when I tried to dip my face. . he was so much my superior in every sense, that I felt it too much to the disadvantage of the gratitude I owed him. Thus he gained my esteem, though he could not raise my taste; I was qualified for no sort of conversation with him, except one sort, and that is a satisfaction which leaves tiresome intervals, if not filled up by love, or other amusements.Mr. H...., so experienced, so learned in the ways of women, numbers of whom had passed through his hands, doubtless, soon perceived this. Boh kaise, to bola unhone mujhe fasaa liya hai. Acha, fir to tumara kam chal reha hai na shadi ki kiya jarurat hai.bibi ji apnee cheej apnee hee hoti hai na, aise kab tak reh sakta hoon.Maine kaha ki kiyaon nahee re alag alag mal tere lund ko thanda karne ko mil raha hai tujhe, shadi kar ke kiya lega too. Jo chahiye mil raha hai na. Han bibi ji per gharwali to gharwali hi hoti hai na.doosre ka kiya ,kabhee mili to kabhee nahee. Bah badi badi batain kar lata hai too aj kal.lagta hai koi patti.