It is the fact you are so special to me that keeps me coming back. Let your mind go blank and come to me on Friday as an empty slate, one to be filled...with nothing but beauty and love."Angie threw her arms around me and hugged me tenderly, whispering, "Thank you, thank you, thank you," in my ear.Friday morning at my homeAt 10am sharp, the doorbell rang. If nothing else, Angie has always been known for her punctuality. In she came, bouncing with anticipation and excitement, with a grin frozen on. Baat aaj se 25din pahle ki h, uss time humare ghar me meri bua aane wali thi, meri summer vacations chal rhe the, meri bua ke bare me bta du, unka naam ‘menu’ h, unka figure hai 38-30-36(mujhe baad me pata chala tha) fair, normal height, age around 35 years, married meri bua ki shadi thik thak parivar me hui thi,Unn logo ke pass jayada paisa nhi tha, jab meri bua jaipur ghumne aai to papa ne mujhe aur driver ko unhe railway station se lane ko bhej dia train raat ko 1 bje aai, vaise tO bua akeli. Preference for sensation can prohibit us from recognizing the different parts of the penis and how to tickle their fancy in ways that do away with softness vs. hard intensity. It can even box us in: one acquaintance could only orgasm by rubbing against a pillow or by topping another guy; another gent could only orgasm if he used a specific type of lube; yet another gent could only orgasm if his dick had a death grip and was stroked in a very, very particular way.Often these fixations limit us. The light is so bright, it burns. Then its gone. You awaken in darkness, dim light pours through a few slivers in from somewhere else. You are covered in dust, eyes sticky and you can hear the sound of sirens and barking dogs. "If anyone is alive, please respond!" You hear called by a masculine voice, immediately realizing she brought you back to life. You go to speak but the pain finally hits you. Your chest feels like it is on fire. Looking down you see a piece of rebar is plunged right.