Fir usse jb sweater hataya to me to dekhta reh gaya cz usne red suit pehni thi jo ki puri tight fitting thi aur mujhe uske bra ke lining pata chal rah... the. se was luking damn hot. fir humne todi baat ki wo mujhe isharo me kisses de rahi thi kavi ankh maar rahi thi aur jb mujhe mauka milta to me v ankh maar deta. fir humne dinr kiya aur sone chale gae. me nanu k saath soya tha aur wo nani k saath. agle din subha hui it was a Sunday. December ka month tha aur aap jante hi hai ki lucknow me kitni. "I want to blindfold you, love. But I promise, no shocks. When I take it off you’ll have the loveliest surprise." She went into further evidences of merit. Dorinda allowed herself to be blindfolded with the bra. It was effective. She stood quivering, expectant."Hold still and don’t be scared." Terry’s voice had become authorative and absorbed. Her nimble fingers unexpectedly were working her captive’s bushe triangle.Dorinda relaxed. She could imagine regaining her sight to behold some absurd. ” She took another sip of her drink and said, “Do you think I look OK?”I truthfully told her, “You look great! You have a beautiful body, sweet face, and great legs.” Jean was in her mid-thirties and had two c***dren. She had a well, but not overly, developed chest and just enough body fat to give her some real nice curves. Her body was a real temptation for this always horny, 27-year-old, male. Another sip and she said, “John (her husband) hasn’t touched me in weeks, and I’m thinking something. . Um... Nice to meet you?"(unknown) "you can't understand her at the moment axel so ill be your interpreter I'm kila by the way"(kila) "and befor you ask, this isn't a dream you died I'm not God... She's a lazy bitch and doesn't do anything... Hasn't in nearly 2000 years actually calls it a holiday... Fucking arse holes holiday piled up MY WORK... Sorry I know she's omnipresent even if she pretends not to be... I'm also your reaper today as well as hers the problem being you are not ment to die.