It is at once melodic and rhythmic but with visceral and sensual undertones. Music, as you would imagine, is not heard by everyone in the same way; so...in a sense every piece of music is personal. Now what do you feel? Are you having a sensual reaction? No? That's because this music is special in a way only for certain women. These women, whether they know it or not, carry a DNA fragment that traces back for many, many generations. Mrs. M is one of those women.Now that's interesting; do you see. We finally reached the motel. It was a old building. I could see some prostitutes standing outside the motel and staring at us. We went inside and checked into a room. The rent was 700 rupees which we divided among us. The room given to us was a messy one. I told Trupti that I would go and exchange the room. She told that all the rooms are the same. They are all meant for sex. Now let us do it. She locked the door and came towards me with a naughty smile. She removed her yellow kurta and. This may sound like The story of another European sex tourist in Asia, but this was different. The moment I entered that parlour I didn't know that this was to end with me finally having sex for the first time. And it wasn't just a quick shag, for me this was a sensual moment. That moment when I came I felt a moment of complete ecstasy, and it's if I felt my whole body drain and explode out through my cock. I haven't experienced anything like it since; the only time I can approach it is by my. "Just coming!" I replied back"So was I" grinned my stepdaughter, before leaning up and giving me a deep kiss "I'll catch you in a bit!" she then said, before I quickly grabbed my tea and headed into the other room.A few minutes later, as I sat watching the TV with my wife, Stacey wandered into the room, and sat in the chair opposite me."Morning young lady" my wife said to her daughter "What are you doing today?" Oh nothing much, thought I would just chill around the house today" Stacey replied.