I dipped the bread and took a bite and found that it had a slight spice to it, but the real flavor came when I dipped the bread in the broth. The mixt...re of flavor was like an explosion on my taste buds, and I found myself craving more. By the time I completed my bowl of food, Celka was reading from one of her books. It looked to be of the same language as the other one that she had read from before, but the images on the cover were different. She seemed to be solely focused on what she was. His fingertip gently penetrated her. She snapped for air. It had been long. It felt very, very wrong but also so perfect and natural at the same time. “So dripping wet...”There was no need to deny that. Taking her pants off had been enough to initiate a certain tickling, and then this mix of fantasy and nightmare. She realized that she was holding his hard cock without really knowing how that had happened, through the fabric of his pants. “Ask for it, Nina…“No!” she almost yelled. There had to. Ek din ki baat jab mai 18 saal ka tha toh mera 12 ka exam chal rha tha december ka time tha aur neha didi ka college toh papa aur uncle ka office ka holiday tha isliya wo log plan banna rha tha ghumna jana ka toh wolog kashmir jaa rha tha aur hm log toh nhi ja sakta tha isliya papa na uncle sa kaha ki zyan ka toh exam chal rha hai wo kaise jyega toh wo bolo meri beti neha ka bhi exam chal rha hai koi baat nhi wo dono ek sath rhe jyenga.Aur jab yabaat mujhe pata chala toh mai gussa ho gya Phir. He then brought the envelope down, my eyes followed, taking in his beautiful features and very kissable mouth. "Hello" He said, I giggled, "Hello Mr Grey." He led me into the Cafe, with was very busy, why it had to be that day to be busy when all I wanted to do was sit down and talk to him. We were finally served and he took the tray and lead me to the table. I am thinking about him, how tall he is, taking in his body underneath his clothes, distracting myself by pouring far too much sugar into.