Us ne kaha “bahar nikal”.. Wo palat gai aur lund mu may le k chusne lagi aur tattay dabane lagi… Mai bohat zor se farigh hua… “ahahahhhh…....Behanchod madarchod maa ki chut… Harami randi yeeee leee ahahhhhhh….wo sab pee gai… Phir apne mammaon pe wo maal thook k mere baal pakar k usay chatwaya aur phir kiss kar ke sab khilaya… Uff… Maine kaha… “tu kitni gandi hai…”!! Wo boli “sex ka maza isi may hai jaanu…”!! Maine kaha acha randi… “mera peshab piay gi”??? Us ne thora socha phir kaha… Bhosri k. A couple of months later, we were at home, and had a couple of glasses of wine. Out of the blue, she said "I'm going to masturbate later tonight, I want you to watch me. Do you want to?" Well, who would say no to that? She was an attractive woman, about 30, and I couldn't believe my luck. Anyway, we had a bit more wine, but didn't talk about it any more. Then it was time for bed. She said "Come into my room in five minutes. Look, but don't touch" Five minutes on, I came in. The lights. ” Ron led her to the main entrance. He found the button for M Quick and pressed it.“Yes?” came a woman’s voice.“Gloria? It’s Ronnie.”“Come on up.”The main entrance buzzed open and Ron led April to an elevator. He pressed the button for the fourth floor. “Don’t be nervous,” he said to her.“You don’t be nervous. I think you’re more nervous than I am.”Ron pressed the doorbell. The door swung open and a man, the image of Ron thirty years older and with a neatly trimmed gray beard greeted them.. Or, in other words, Sarda was suggested to get impregnated by another male from their closer circle or a surrogate stranger.A few weeks later one day [early June 2012] Anirban incidentally came across his school-day buddy Amit Kishku in the metro-train. This Kishku was a tribal guy — Saantal by race — who had been Anirban’s room-mate also in the hostel. Swarthy tall and healthy, Kishku was Anirban’s bosom friend in school. In fact, it was Amit who had instilled the practice of ‘watching the.