She wrote me that she read my last story & she like my story. Now I am I am writing next part all in hindi because that will be better for all readers... Jab kaveri aunty ka mail mane padh liya to maine usako reply kiya aur unse unka detail manga .Aur unse reply karne ko kaha. kam kam se 10 din tak koi mail nahi aaya. fir ek din mai mail check kar raha tha to muze kaveri ka mail dikhai diya . Usame unhone likha who ek married female hai aur mumbai ki rahane wali hai .. aur who meri story se bahot. As I did so, it grew longer and longer and fatter and fatter, so that I was not able to hold it in my hand. He slowly pulled me towards him and kissed me on my lips. When he softly kissed on my neck, an electric shock went through me, and I asked – are you going to do all that you did yester day night? He laughed and said. Oh you had a free show of your sister’s fuck. When I said I could not see fully, he said- don’t worry, you can feel it fully now. With this he removed my nightee, bra and. He waited to feel her hands on his body. A moan spilled from his mouth when she brushed aside his shirt and began to run her hands over the tense muscles of his stomach. Capturing both her hands in one of his, he held them above her head. This position caused her back to arch and drew his eyes down to her erect nipples. He slowly peeled off her blouse. She responded by lifting her body to him. The swell of her exposed breast brushed against his arm. He quickly tugged the blouse from her. " Yes, if he be poor and inexperienced, not if he be rich and skilful; besides, the worst that could happen to him would be the punishment of which we have already spoken, and which the philanthropic French Revolution has substituted for being torn to pieces by horses or broken on the wheel. What matters this punishment, as long as he is avenged? On my word, I almost regret that in all probability this miserable Peppino will not be beheaded, as you might have had an opportunity then of seeing.