I knew this was my chance for the monologue and I said,“Aadi, I don’t know what’s right or wrong. All I know is I love you and I don’t regret ... tiny bit about what happened between us that night. Forget regret, I even wished that we could continue doing that.I see a great amount of comfort when being with you, and I will do anything to keep it that way. But at the same time, I don’t want to rush you into anything, but I want you to know that there’s nothing in this world that I wouldn’t do with. She takes the syringe which has no needle and presses it into my urethra and presses. I feel something cold and gooey push into my urethra and I squirm trying to get away from it. She sets the now empty syringe down and picks up the yellow tube. She takes her time as she presses the end of the tube to my pee hole and starts to slowly slide it into my urethra. I wince and whimper squirming even more as I try to pull my hips away but I can?t move that much. I feel the catheter slide. I just figured that, in our relationship, someone had to be the husband, and someone else the wife. And there was no doubt who was who in our situation. I mean, Jay was always apologetic after a fight, especially if he had given me a black eye or a fat lip, and the makeup sex was really hot. In some ways it excited me when he got angry and hit me, because it made me feel secure in the sense that I knew he loved me. I had seen the same dynamic in my mother's relationship with Monica - who was. Kamla ke badi chuchi mera pith par baar baar lag rahi thi mera lund khada ho raha tha mujko bahut maja aaraha tha.Hum dono office pauch kar hamsa ke trah baathroom mai le ja kar tees min tak choda fir hum dono bahar aaya kamla apni uniform pahan lee aur traning par chali gai kamla ke traning ka wase bhi akhari din tha mai office ka half time mai kamla ke stitch hua kapda lena chla gayaPhala mai us darji ka paas gaya jaha par kamla ke main jeans stitch honay ke liya diya tha waha jakar mai n.