She stood there at the doorstep, beaming at me through her rather fair but weather beaten face.“I have brought milk, saheb.” she said to me with a...smile, as my eyes took in the contours of her massive body. Like I said earlier, she was about as tall as Mayuri ben, albeit much fairer, and possessed a fleshy well-endowed mature body. Since she was supporting the pot on her head with one hand, her choli was stretched taut across those humongous breasts of hers, and I could see the outline of her. I do not want you hurt. I can live with you being fucked. But I can’t live with you being hurt.”She looked at me for a long, long time. “Arthur, how long do I have before they come for us?”I would say a day, maybe two. But I would probably say they will get together on this by tomorrow night.“Tell everyone tomorrow morning I wish to address them. tell them please.” Her voice was resigned and flat. I looked at my wife as I continued to hold her. She kissed me. Then she looked at me straight in. Kareeb 12-13 min chusne ke bad uske lund ne mere mu me hi pani chhor diya.Wah wahi purana swad maza aa gaya aaj to. Mai sara apni pi gai.Wo nidhar hokar bistar pe let gay. Mai turat kahari hui aur apne sare kapre utar kar apni chut uske mu pe laga kar uske upar baith gai wo meri chut chatne laga aur apni jeebh andar meri chut me dalne laga mai siakiya lene lagi wo meri chut bilkul aise chat raha tha jaise registan me kisi ko pani mila ho. Tabhi meri nazar uske murjhaye hue lund pe pari jo deere. So I’m only left with one explanation. If you’re jealous of the fact I fucking slept with Matt-‘ ‘I’m not fucking jealous.’ ‘You’re not fucking jealous? Why did you stop talking to me then?’ ‘We grew in different directions.’ ‘Shut up, we were friends for years and you NEVER made a move, nothing. I gave up on that, I realized that wasn’t what we were. Aren’t you glad that of all the people in the world I could’ve slept with it was Matt? Aren’t you fucking happy that maybe for a couple of hours.