Room ko lock karte hi maine pooja ko baahon me bhara or ek kiss ki uske soft or pink hothon par. Kab wo kiss smooch me badal gayi pta hi nahi chala. H...m log khade the or hmare hoth lock the. Meri tongue uske pure mouth ko explore kar rahi thi. Mera dono hath uski kamar ko rub kar rahe the.Fir ek haath uske top ke andar gya ir andar bra ka hook khol diya. Chipke chipke hi maine bina ek second gavaye uska top uski bra ke sath alag kar diya or use chumne laga. Fir maine khade khade hi uske 32 size. I saw you looking at that serving girl with lecherous eyes."She knew full well that I had eyes only for her, but she was in a teasing mood. Although I must admit the serving girl downstairs in the tavern was indeed a comely young wench, with a mass of raven black hair."Not only do I not look for another, but I wish you to be my constant companion. I want you for my wife. Will you marry me, my sweet Amy?"Amy stopped her washing; water trickled down her body unheeded, and puddled at her. Miriam never expected it would happen to her. She took the Pharma test just as an excuse to gain some credits, skip some classes, have a fun edgy story to tell to her hipster brigade. She couldn't be a cow. After all, some boys in her class had more tits than her.When she entered the biology lab where F University offered its once-per-trimester round of Pharma Test, she didn't plan to sit around for half an hour in nothing but old Superman knickers and mismatched socks in front of a test that. .well, what kind of a something...I married, things are going to change around here. A lot. Come on. We're going to your...boudoir."Boudoir...? Somehow, during that one day, she had managed a complete transformation of my bedroom. The orange cafe curtains were gone, and in their place she had hung pink curtains with a pattern of little ballerinas in blue. At the top of each window there was a ruffled valence in the same fabric. The bedspread was in the same pattern. She had covered my desk with.