5000/- each. They smiled and said “your wife is real slut”, I told them to respect her as she is your bhabhi and pleaded not to say anything in fr...ends group. They both give me Rs. 100/- back and said “this is for your wife’s pussy after all randi should get paid” and threw the money on my face and left.I collected Rs. 100/- (my wife’s her own first income). I unlocked the door and saw wife have opened the cloth from her eyes and she was looking at the decorated (rather ruined room), flowers. I start by rubbing his hands; his strong and large hands feel wonderful in mine. I run my fingers down his palm and fingers and solicit a smile. Next I massage his feet, toes and calfs. Mixing firm techniques with gentle rubs. The touching strengthens our intimacy and relaxes Spencer.I stand up and position myself behind him as he remains on the couch. He is turned sideways so I can rub his head, neck and back. He tells me how good it feels as I massage his neck and shoulder muscles. I. In these summer days, however, when the only men left in the village were the very young and the old and feeble, Astrid came to know the other women more closely and intimately than was possible when the menfolk strode the village paths. The women formed a community of support and comfort: often visiting one another in each others' homes and exchanging gifts and gossip while the sun refused to descend beneath the horizon.It was in these months that Astrid saw more of Gudrun. Before, she had. When they dated Diane wanted to go farther than max, and he ended it. Now he has been basically sleeping with everyone but she was not good enough for him. Janine could hear the resentment in Diane’s voice. She knew there was more to this then she was saying, and she was determined to find out. They arrived home for supper, and went in and washed up before sitting down to a beautiful chicken dish Mrs. Noseworthy had made. Janine and Diane ate their supper in quiet, before excusing themselves.