.. Says the man with seventeen wives. I’m going to talk to Barbara and Ellen. If I can get them on board with this, we might have a chance with the ...eneral.”“Or you might make an enemy out of him for trying to do an end run on him.”“So, you won’t help?” she said in that voice as she nuzzled his neck.“Don’t start,” he grumped. “My dick is sore and I know that your pussy must be too. You have me convinced – or at least fucked into submission,” he said as he tried to dodge a pinch. “Ouch.”Finally. I said she had a beautiful pussy and she relaxed and let her legs fall fully apart making her pussy lips open. I gave up on the cloth and started to rub her knee and slowly move my fingers upwards until I felt her pussy lips with my fingertips.I pushed her to skirt up out of the way and leaned forward so I could taste her, my tongue licking along her crack opening her lips up, her taste was sweet and soon my tongue was pushing just inside of her. I felt her hand on the back of my head directing. .. but all are emotional and depressed, but still so alive!I remember getting eyes from young nice nieces in teen age at the front row - me sitting right behind!I remember long talks with red wine with the very best lady friend of my mourning niece whose guy diedIn the internet it is different - I think only her best friend not far in the US, attended her funeralIn the internet her other friends shared their feeings at the page of our beloved one - now in Heaven!Most of her friends shared some. Wo humesha salwar kurti hi pehenti thi. Usne muze chaay dekar wo chali gayi. Me apne sab kaam nipta kar taiyar ho gaya. Uncle aunty office ja chuke the. Aise hi kuch din beet gaye. Beete dino ke saath mai aur kamya ache dost ban gaye aura b hum freely baatein bhi karne lage the. Ek din hum dopahar me baatein kar rahe the.Hum dono itne paas baithe the ki uske badan ke garmi me mehsoos kar raha tha. Mera lund thoda stretched hua tha. Baatein karte karte kamya ne puch. “Bhaiyaa, aapki koi.