She shivered. We entered her bedroom in that darkness coz lights were off. I pushed myself against her. Here it goes conversation in Kannada –Me –...super thika ri.Soumya – yako thinno aase na.(she is dirty. I got to know)Me – bitre kachtha cheepthini. Thunne (cock) thoorstha nighty melene.Soumya – yeno astondu hard agide.Me – yak thinnolva ? I pushed more into her as we both rested on bed.Soumya – yest hothige hogthiyo.Me – 2am ge. Yak sakagolva asthothu keydre?Soumya – nin thunne feel agthidre.. .." That's what I thought. Everybody wants proof. I told them the card wasn't enough anymore. What shall it be? Something spectacular or something subtle?" Lou looked around. "Well," he smiled, "I do have one idea."Deidre arrived at the table with the drink and ice. She was totally nude and unashamed, and she was stunningly beautiful. "You boys are behavin' back here, aren't ya?" She smiled as she placed the whiskey in front of Liam and then reached across both men to place the cup of ice on. I cried and they cried. Pretty soon Ben joined in and we all cried.Ben drove us home in the most unusual station wagon I had ever seen. The roof had been raised about eighteen inches and the interior was rearranged to make the passenger seat smaller giving the seat behind it a lot more room, which translated into maneuvering room for me to swing in and still be able to toss the wheelchair over into the rear. “Loring called all over hell and gone looking for a vehicle that would allow you to. She fingered herself when she felt the urge, which was about once a week. Her husband knew that she fingered herself. He encouraged her because it spared him the exertion of getting on top of her and plunging his pathetic little cock into her.She once even showed me a picture of her husband’s cock taken on her mobile, and we laughed at it. It was black, shriveled and the head fully covered by foreskin so that it looked like a tiny pencil. “I wish I bite it off sometimes. I get so angry,” she.