She-ok come onShe came closer to me we both looked into each others eyes, I caught her head and she too slowly came closer and touched our lips ,this ...ontinued for 2 minutes and parted she then asked is this enough and I said no I need more.I then grabbed her and made a passionate kiss and a hard kiss ,she couldn’t breathe so she pushed me said I will die here itself if you kiss like this ,later she said I will show you how to have a deep french kiss and we again started kissing ,now slowly in. "I liked what we did. I don't want to quit doing what we did. I'm going to keep doing it and doing it and I'll have to be married for that."Me: (Equally bright red.)Shirley's Mom then said, "There is a way that this can work out with out getting married."Shirley asked, "How?"Her Mom continued "First we wait a week to see if you really are pregnant." And then? Shirley said. "I will just do it again and pretty soon I will be pregnant." This part is harder but it does work." Shirley Mom continued.. He would always look down at her, some evil smile plastered on his face and would say, "you want one thing, to be defiled; to be debased into some submissive creature just for me." She would wake up gagging, gagging not only at the poison being spewed down her throat, but at his words. Never! Not her. She was far too independent to be some object of lust for a man to find his pleasure in.She would always find solace in her art after her unnerving dreams. Her advocation was pottery and. I had never met the guy. I had never even seen what the guy looked like. I didn’t even know whether his words were fake or true. But I was smitten by him. His name was Kunal. We used to exchange emails asking each other about each other. He said he is married but stays in Dubai for work.His wife was pregnant and stayed with his family in Kerela. We continued asking each other questions and learning more about him. I was attracted to Kunal. Maybe I was unsatisfied with my hubby, so I found an.