Tapu suitcase lekar niche gaya. Sofia bhi ja rahi thi. Society ke compound mein thi. Tapu ne Sofia ko bulaya, “Sofia ji, ek minute suniye.” Sofia ...uki. Tapu suitcase lekar niche aaya aur Sofia ko dediya.Sofia: Thank you, Tipendra.Tapu: Koi baat nahi.Sofia ja rahi thi ki tabhi Tapu ki nazar uski moti gaand pe padi jo formal/pencil skirt pe badi aur bhari dikh rahi thi. Tapu ne uski gaand pe halka se chata mara. Sofia ne apne banduk nikal ke Tapu par taan diya aur kaha, “Stay in your limits”. They'd only gone a short distance when Ray pointed to a home. Knocking on the door another young female opened the door and almost purred when she saw Miahally. She thought, almost making Ray vomit again. Rolling his many eyes Miahally stunned her as soon as the door was closed. Miahally thought after Ray entered. Ray took a deep breath and delved in again shocked that well over 90% of the females thoughts were about breeding and being bred over and over. Damn it! Ray wasn't sure he was going. Jean Summers lay on her bed for several minutes enjoying the afterglow of her self-induced orgasm before something on her bed's end-table caught her eye.As the orgasm induced fog cleared Jean recognized it as a photo. No, not just any photo. It was her wedding photo. In it she seemed so happy, more happy than she was right now. She was beautiful there too, in her wedding gown embraced by her husband Scott with her hands around his. So happy.She looked at her gloved left hand, and felt the band. She leaned back against him, his mouth grazing her ear before he tilted his head down and kissed along the top of her shoulder.She turned, forcing his head to lift and meet hers as his hands started to move from her waist, one moving up her back, the other slipping down to pull her closer against him. She'd waited long enough for him to make a move on her and quickly kissed him deeply, making sure he knew to carry on, her arms wrapped around his neck as their tongues moved against one.