Accept his love, and ours, and join us."Sarah was still crying, but her face was filled with hope, now, instead of pain. Steve spoke gently to her, sa...ing, "Would you like me to help you to your room? Or should I ravish you here, in front of everyone?"Sarah blushed, which was very impressive on her pale skin, and said, "In my room please, and your guidance is welcome; I haven't had time to learn where things are yet."Steve took her hand from his face, kissing it, and stepped back to allow her. Now let me describe her she had a sexy figure She had beautiful long hairs and mostly she weared sari. Many times I masturbated thinking of her. Now I am moving forward to the plot of the story it was starting of the holidays for durga Puja my friends were excited to return home and so me too. My friends left to home early but I could not because there was rush in the railways so I had to be alone in the house for 3 days it was a big headache for me because now there was a big problem for. ..?"Well, that was unexpected, usually we do what we like with my husband but not really talk about it with anyone, as no one would understand. As it is not an opened relationship, but we enjoy the liberty of sleep with anyone else but only in case of a business trip. Sounds strange? Or exciting :)?So we have been talking about this and that, what happened, what did i do, how my husband loves it. I saw the will in her eyes.After a few weeks' time she called me again that she cannot forget what. “What’s that?”She followed his pointing and saw it too, some kind of lumpy shape resting against the wall of the vent, obscured in the semi-darkness. She shone the beam of her torch through the thick haze, and there were gasps from the team. Eggshells, and dried fluids all over the walls and floor, either from the lizards breaking out of their eggs or the act of laying them. There was a whole damned nest here, dozens, maybe a hundred broken shells and more intact eggs the size of cantaloupes.