Phir raja ne bola “Sali rukh kuu gaya khol sari ajj tuje ham tino ko satisfy kor ke khudko bachani hogi .Phir mey sari ki knot kholne lagi jaise mer... pet or naval nikal aya meri deep naval ar fat free ghore rang ki pet tino akhe far far ke dekhne lagi. Tab mohit ne bola “Sali ko kitne dino se iss tara nangi korke dekhne ka sapna tha mera ajj ja ke safal hui. Sali bahut tarpayi tune ham tino ko pichle 2 saal se.” tab meri samaj ayyi ku tino muje kam diya ar iss tara buri tarike se fasaya. Bagban. The music, with its slow tempo, slowed my heart and paced the deliberate exchange of energy. My breathing synchronized. I sensed Betty chanting, almost inaudibly. Somehow, Carol had selected music perfect for the experience. It became strengthening rather than relaxing, with its segue into the Parry arrangement of Jerusalem. That anthem encouraged me to search for powerful beauty with Betty. She sensed that as well, and moved her body, but not quite touching, for what could have been seconds or. Besides, she was scared of too muscular men, in general.Suddenly she reminded herself that she was supposed to welcome him inside.“Your luggage?” She asked.“I have left it with a friend in L.A. Only few things I might require are in this backpack I’m carrying.” Alex said.Hinting an over night stay, Cobie blushed at the thought. She held his hand and took him inside.He gave a quick peek on her lips and asked her where the shower was. She showed it to him and waited for him to relax until they. I begin to take more notice of her panties as she never has them in her wardrobe /drawers but always has new ones, maybe even spares in her purse. She is always dressed up - in back seat with him going somewhere. They must have felt like they were living in a cultural Mecca. Just another thing smart people do, like theater, concerts, lectures, clubs, travel, etc. A funny set of circumstances culminated in the completion and christening of our own private 'bar'. Old garbage from previous.