He tells himself he wants a successful, independent woman-but he doesn't. I think, after I won the Olympic gold, he expected me to retire, hang around...LA, go to school, and just do the occasional show. He never quite got how important skating is to me, and he didn't like the separations. I started to see it when I was gone on tour last year. He pouted. Then when I started competing again this year, he really pouted. I broke up with him right after the Grand Prix Final. He couldn't come, and got. Where had the vivacious, talented girl gone? Where was the stunning little cock tease who could stiffen dicks with a sexy swish of her ass or even a flick of her hair? The body was still there. Her hour a day at the gym had kept her tits and ass both firm and shapely. Still the spice, the zest, the twinkle was missing. She decided that she was now drab, mundane, ordinary. She hated what ten years of wedded bliss had done to her soul. She wanted out. I protested, of course, reaffirming. ”Ravi uncle used one of his thumb fingers to rub my mother clit while he used his middle and index finger to open the mouth of my mother love tunnel and use it to move inside her.My mom looks shaky with his activity and appears to me as if she was crying but I was not able to make out whether it is a cry of pain or pleasure.Ravi uncle seems to be an expert on this.My mom finally broke down and said to Ravi uncle-“Ravi…please stop this…I can’t take this anymore..”Ravi-“Don’t say that you are not. She wore an MMA fighter's uniform and she had large perky breasts that were strapped down by the sports bra. She had a nice toned body and long brown hair. She had it in a ponytail and was chewing on some gum. She looked like an Amazon woman and I knew that she was from Russia but managed to adapt to the Southern dialect. But she still had a bit of Russian in her voice and it was beautiful. "When we get home, we should shower to get all this muck off of us. You can go first since your my.