And above all, how she had completely seemed to have cast aside her marriage of over twenty years. And not only that, but she was happy in the knowled...e that she was now belonged to another man, another mans property, another man who loved her, whom she loved like she had never really loved her husband. And Emma had moved on to him and into him in a smooth and seamless move.They were seated with eight other guests at their table, they made small talk, but really only had eyes, ears and thoughts. Mark was shorter than me but had curves at the right places. He had man boobs, the size of my fist and the juiciest ass that I’ve ever seen. He has a curved 7″ dick and was the yummiest thing that I’ve ever tasted.Now coming back to the story, I didnt know that Mark was going to be there as I had lost touch with him.Later at the hotel, me and my friends were drinking, smoking and playing while I get a call on my phone.I decided to answer the call and got to know that it was Mark. He told me. Ramesh sir ne kaha dilip dekho rakesh aabhe office par how ga or me nahe chata hu ke rakesh ke bb ke badnami how isleya me chata hu ke tum uski bb se bat karo me kuch samaj nahe paya or pucha ke kaya bat karu sir tab unhowne dhire se mera tana hua lund pakda or mare hat me unka tana hua lund pakda deya or kaha ke dilip tu kuch bhe karo ise shant rakesh ke bb se keh kar shant karo me sab samj gaya mane unke lund ko sehlate hue kha ke aap ka kam how jagyaga.Fir ramesh sir zor se chiliyea or kaha. Marty was a lanky Scotsman who didn’t say much unless he was riled, then he could be a terror. At the time, nobody knew much about Marty’s background, only that he arrived with some cattle train and stayed on. He never talked much about himself or where he came from. It was only later, after it was all over, that it was learned that he was originally from South Carolina, from the high country, and that he had fought for the South in the War Between the States, as a scout for Jeb Stuart’s.