Fir mene bhabhi se kaha ki bhabhi to naresh sarab kab se pine laga to payal bhabhi ne kaha ki sadi ke 6 mahine bad.mene kaha kyu to bhabhi ne kaha ush...ka 1 dost hai rahul jo sarabi hai wo shadharn ghar ka hai par sarab bahot pita hai.to wo naresh se paise leke sarab pita tha or badle me rahul ki biwi se sex karta hai.ye bat rahul ki biwi hi muje batane aai thi ye sun kar mera sar chakra gaya tha.ushi sham mene naresh se bahot jagda kiya to ghar se nikal kar rahul ke ghar gaya or waha jake rahul. That’s why the sudden cold on my clit took me by complete surprise. My nipples had grown so numb that I didn’t really feel the ice cubes there anymore. I did feel it though when Jess pressed one of them harshly onto my most sensitive spot. My body jerked and a long whine filled the room."Dumb slut!" Catherine cursed. "Now you’ve done it!"She pulled the glass of wine from my hands, and I could see a dark stain on the front of her robe."Oh god," I gasped, "I’m sorry. Please, I didn’t mean. Mind you, I'd have liked to go again, too."We cuddled a little longer before getting up. A shower was necessary. So was changing the sheets.Of all the things I might have expected to do with a young woman, the industrial museum would not have been among them. Emma explained to me as we walked round the various processes involved in making steel – crucible, Bessemer, more modern techniques. We watched the 'little Mesters' working in the workshops that are part of the museum and wondered what. “Tell you my idea, now?” she asked. I said yes and smiled into her beautiful blue eyes. “Okay, I’ll tell you. But this has to be a secret for now. I have five other sisters. They are all very pretty. To me I think they are much prettier then I am,” but I cut her off. “Greta, you are a very pretty young woman. At least I think you are,” I said. She slowed and then stopped her cart. She turned and looked at me. She smiled but it was not her usual smile. She started to blush. “I am not very.