“No, that’s your job,” she said.“Right, then relax and let me do it,” I said. “Why don’t you and your computer find us a place for dinne....”The restaurant she found was all chrome and glass. It was filled with over priced food and linen table cloths. In other words an over priced liberals dream place to be seen inside. It, no doubt, made a great face book shot.When we finished dinner, I checked my phone and found a ‘you have mail message’. The email was a package of information, so I waited till. It's only when you're fleeing over one in the middle of thenight that you realise how uneven they are. I slip and tumble over. Myface breaks my fall."Are you okay?" she asks, lifting me up."Yes, I think so." I can see in the distance the helicopters aresearching in the wrong place. One of the others must have sent them inthe wrong direction. Whoever it was, I could kiss them. They won't befooled for long but it could give us the time we need."You've cut your lip," Poppy tells me, wiping dirt. .to when he reaches out for the collar beckoning me to stand...to when he raises my chin so that I can look into his eyes and possibly see the lust and desire and love he feels for me and he can see it returned in his slut's eyes...to when he first kisses me and takes my breath away with the passion and promise that is placed in that kiss....to when I gratefully allow my master to lead me to the living room where I again kneel by his side in anticipation of all that is to come....I will gladly. Looking at my bhabhi’s body, you can make out that she is really hungry for sex & wants more & more. Deep down inside, I wanted to fuck her like an a****l.Next day, I went to the airport in evening to pick Sanjay bhaiya & Seema bhabhi. I picked them up from the airport. Seema bhabhi was really looking sexy wearing saari & with her low-neck sleeveless blouse. As our car was in servicing centre for some problem, we came home by taxi. While coming home, we chatted for a while like normal stuffs.