He looked so cute. I said” Bhaiya, apni suhagraat par koi pati apna ras kia apni npatni ke muh mein chhodta hai? Tum ne to meri chuchi aur chehre ko...bhi bhigo diya hai apne lund ke ras se.Ab batayo ki main tujhe teri patni dikhti hoon ya nahin?” Jab main bol rahi thee to mere honthon se bhaiya ka ras tapak raha tha,” Bhaiya aapka amrit mere liya zindagi hai, bhaiya. Aapke lund se main apni kokh mein jeewan ki shuruyat karna chahti hoo. Issi ras ko meri kokh mein dal kar mujhe apne bache ki maa. " Fine, I'll come over to yours Friday." No. Sex is off the table until you allow me to take you out for dinner at least once. Surely after nine weeks, I deserve one date so we can get to know each other?" But-" No buts. Indulge me with just one tiny date, and then I'll do anything you want. I like you, Louise, and I'm serious about this relationship, but I feel like you're hiding something in the way you're avoiding me. Why don't you want to spend time talking with me? If you want me to back. I want you to show me where you want me to touch you.” It was his last small act of being the lead for the night. And he knew it.Lauren let her hands fall from her breasts to her hips; her hips that writhed with more emphasis in every roll.She bent forward, her hands gliding down her outer thighs. Fingers spread as her head dropped, allowing her hair to create a dark curtain of mystery.Then she rose. Slower than slow, Lauren stood. Her slender fingers traced the insides of her thighs until they. Late at night I confronted my mother about this, as she replied "what I do is no business to you or your uncle".She then added "You want to know why he and his friends wonder about that? Because they all wanted me. Since I married to your father they all tried to hit on me." imagining my uncle hitting on mom was something beyond description to me."He just asked", I said."I know why he asked. His friends are all pissed because I don't want attend their moves." You mean they tried to?", I.