Sourav bhaiya – Tumko khud se kabhi alag nahi hone dunga meri Soma bhabhi.Aur unhone maa ko apne baahon mein bhar liya. Maa sharm se laal ho gayi au... apne muh ko, bhaiya ke geele chest mein chupa liya. Bhaiya dheere se ghutno mein baith gaye. Maa ke waist chain ke center pearl ko, daaton mein daba ke halka sa niche kiya.Apni dadhi mooch wali face se maa ki navel ko chumne lage. Maa ki nabhi ko woh chusne lage. Unki kamar ko lick karne lage. Chote-chote bites dene lage kamar ke folds ko.Maa. Strauss was one of the "new guard" at the school, which meant that she could count the number of decades that her life spanned on one hand without having to use her thumb. As such, she was already the object of several confused sexual fantasies of her students; most of them, who knew sex only in a purely theoretical form, knew that they wanted to do *something* with the still-pretty red-head, but couldn't quite figure out what. Of course, some of them, a touch more advanced in education than. She pushed a small stack of papers across the table at me and asked me to take a look at them. My head was spinning and my heart was racing as I thought that they might be divorce papers. I didn’t want to look…fearing the worst, but I forced my eyes down to the table and the page on top of the stack of papers. I was immediately relieved…then a bit uncomfortable. I wasn’t looking down at a set of divorce papers…I was looking down at a printed copy of ‘We’ll Always Have Atlanta’ one of the. That time, you had changed your shampoo.”Confused, Amy stared at him. “My shampoo?”“Yes. You usually smell like grapefruit, but that day, you smelled like strawberries.” Amy had a vague memory of new shampoo suddenly appearing in her bathroom on the TARDIS. It had been pink, and she thought it may have been strawberry-scented, but she couldn’t remember.“All day long,” the Doctor said, waving his hand, “there you were, waltzing about the console smelling of strawberries, and-and all I could.