Why? I mean, I want to make love to you very much... with all my heart... but I need to understand... what's going on between us. I wasn't trying to g...t in your pants, honest, but... What happened last night? Why did you...?" She smiled and flashed her green eyes at me for a moment. Her smile faded. She swayed from side to side slowly, choosing her words carefully. "You... gave me something last night. Something no one has ever given me. You showed me something beautiful. Something lovely. After a leisurely dinner, and several glasses of wine, I invited her to walk with me alongside the Mississippi, at the point that I knew offered the city's most attractive riverside vistas. I guessed that, as a newcomer, Shirley probably hadn't had time to discover these little byways for herself. It turned out that I was correct."It's really a lovely little town, when you get accustomed to the enormous change of pace," she said."Yes. It isn't Los Angeles, certainly, but I like to think of it. And he was alone. Even better. This lion had yet to be claimed for the night, which worked out from an ethical standpoint as well as a mental one.“Hey you,” she said as she plopped herself next to him in the booth.He leaned forward and they hugged. A simple thing, but— A little affection now and again went a long way in this line of work. She did, however, allow herself to enjoy the luxury of his strong arms wrapped around her. The faint scent of cologne masked by the bouquet of a since smoked. Aur bola, “Bhabhi panty bhi pani se bhig gayi hai, chaho to isse bhi nichod lu.” Aur woh haste huye boli, “Ha sara pani nichod nichod ke nikal teri bhabhi ka. Aakhir tu nahi nikalega mera pani to kon nikalega.”Aur bhabhi ne mere muh ko apne bade bade boobs pe dabaya. Mere sar ko apne boobs ke beech dabate maasalana chalu kia. Main unki chut ko panty ke upar se masalate jor jor se masalate dabane laga. Unke boobs ko blouse ke upar se hi chusne laga galo se dabane laga.Ek hath se jor jor se unki.