Do din bad pata chla k meri buwa jo 37 sal k hai o delhi se aa rahi hai.unke do bache hai..ek ladaka aure ek ladki…muje buwa se mile karib 5 sal ho ...aye the..muje aacha laga k buwa se milne ka muka milega…aur do din bad buwa gahr aa gayi..jab o aayi to o saree pahni thi aure unki beti v unke santh thi..maine buwa ko pair chu kar asirbad liya..aure buwa muje dekhte he muje gale se laga le aure bolne lagi k rahul tuje dekne k liye mai bahut tarasti rahi..aure muje bahut emotional sa laga..phir. “The next disk. Where's the next disk?” She asked frantically. “Oh.” Dawn said, a little disappointed, “There isn’t one.” Alex was devastated. She flopped back onto their bed face first. “Mow mdsdf mfnd.” She mumbled into their bed sheet. Dawn chuckled to herself. She leaned forward and tussled Alex’s hair. “What was that?” She asked, her voice as melodic as always. Alex pulled herself up to sit at the edge of their bed. “How does it end?” Alex’s pale skin seemed to shimmer in the merigold. So our daughter spent her paycheck at work, hmm? Pretend wife was right, that wouldn't serve her well in the long run. And I could have a rational conversation on that topic without sex. Success seemed assured. "Uh, okay dear." Don't dear me, just fix it. She looks up to you. Daddy's girl. Just this once, use that leverage."I kept eating, worried that this was a dream and the plate would vanish. In no time flat, I joined the Clean Plate Club. I washed the dish and put it in the dishwasher. That time you take a chance and can fuck her.Shyam became very happy and kissed her and did the fucking again.From that day onwards Shyam always tried to follow Usha at all the places. She uses to come to us regularly whenever Usha is present.Before me he admired Usha for her beauty and works.Usha feels happy after listening her praise from such a smart he man like Shyam.She tells that if you would have been contested for Miss India there is no reason why you do not win that contest. Usha.