I tell you this so maybe you'll understand how heartbroken I was when the news came: My wife had inoperable cancer. It was a few months that seemed li...e seconds and she was gone. "Until death do you part," as the minister said.I was without solace. Oh, work filled up my days, but the nights stretched on forever. Especially on weekends, when sleep wouldn't come.I tried reading books or watching TV, but I'd look around the house and break into tears when I saw something that reminded me of her. I. Aab vo boli kuch loge kya to maine kaha kyu nahiaap jab dene ko ready ho to bhala kon na bol sakta hai.Kahate maine unke bade bade tane huyi boobs ko dekhate bola to vo bolii aam ka rass haii magar muze kuch khatta mitha namkeen pasand hai so maine bola koi baat nahi santre bhi chusne mai maza aata hai kahate maine aaankh marte bol diya tb vo kitchen mai gayi mai bhi unki matakati gand ko dekhte unke piche piche gaya aabvo chalate vakt gand ko kuch jada hi matakake chali ja rahi thi aab usne. She was a starved married lady in her mid 30’s. I salute Indian brides despite their husbands being a total bullshit they still respect them a lot. She had great respect for her husband, who in my terms was a total bullshit. Puja’s husband was bullshit in terms because he was least interested in sex. He said sex is only for kids. Now we have kids then why do you need to have sex. That’s a bit shocking to hear, but husbands should understand. Everyone can’t be like Puja. Puja had courage to get. I want to take your top off." She lifted my t-shirt over my head and undid my bra, letting it fall to the side. Her mouth explored my nipples and licked down my tummy and back up. She kneeled up on her knees and looked me right in the face. Oh my god, was she going to kiss me?"Are you ready for this?" She asked. I wasn't sure, but why not?"Let's find out." She came in really slow, looking down at my mouth. I felt her breath first, then a wisp of her warm lip against mine, dragging across. Then.