It was Beth. I just didn’t have the heart to answer it. I let voice mail pick it up and finished putting away the groceries. When I was done, I sat ...n my chair and listened to the message.“Hey Jeff, it’s me, I ... I just wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas. I know it’s not what you ... I mean ... I was hoping ... Oh hell, take care, talk to you later.” was the message.Funny, I thought. We went from being so close, to an unsigned letter and a strained voice mail in a few months. Life changes so. Naomi was a little tired too but was feeling better than she had been when she first got home. It was funny how much her food intake dictated her well-being, but that was true for everyone, her husband included. She agreed that it was time to start heading toward bed, but she did feel some mild disappointment that it appeared there was not going to be any amorous activities tonight. With their work schedules of late, and evening fatigue, they were actually in a bit of a dry spell. In fact, she. This sentence offended Lata and she looked at Ranjan in disagreement. I smiled and my plan was going in the right direction. I said to Lata “You know dear, with the sexy body you have you need someone who could make you cum at least 4 times during sex”. Lata smiled, as if something happened inside her body, she twisted her fingures and was pressing them towards her thighs and nodded her head in saying “I don’t think that is possible. I don’t think any female can come 4 times during a single. He turns her over lifting the back of her hair and exposing her neck kissing her neck softly with small pecks around her ears she pushes her self back to him enjoying his kisses she says in a soft low voice that feels so good. Smiling he takes his hands lifting her shirt exposing her soft silky skin. Feeling his soft hands upon her belly she begins to moan. Continuing to kiss her neck softly he moves his hands up to her breasts feeling her nipples harden from his touch. With a soft whimper she.