Ye lo tumhaare liye” usne jo orha tha use hataate huye aur bra ka hook khol kar apni chuchi ubhaarte huye kaha”ab to maanoge hi nahin to jaaoge ka...aan?”Sahi me mere dil me bhi khalbali mach gayi.itni kareeib se uska khula chuchi dekh kar mast ho gaya main. Usne bola”kyon majaa aayaa na?” aao ab mere paas aakar mujhe majaa dilaao. Bas phir kya tha. Main uske paas gaya.uske piche ho kar jaise hi maine hoton ko uske gale par aur haathon ko chuchiyon par rakh kar nipplon ko masla to uske gale se ek. After a few more minutes, I could feel the prickly sensation coming back to my arms, legs and skin. I could move now, and I crawled a little to a post, then used it to get me on my feet. I could now feel everything, and I could tell I was sore and bruised all over. Slowly, I walked one step at a time back towards my sister's apartment.My ability to walk smoothly returned quickly, and I nearly ran the rest of the way to her place. I pounded and pounded on the door, and my sister, Jean, opened it. He was scheduled to spend the week here working, but now his return had been moved up to Monday morning. He had the weekend to himself, in a country he knew almost nothing about. Everyone he knew would be asleep right now. Well, not quite. He realized that he did actually know someone in New Zealand. Sort of. She was someone he had met online at an erotic story site. He liked to write stories in his spare time, and he met her in the site's chat area. They had chatted on and off for a while.. You know, if something was mine to take or belonged to the landlord and had to be left in the apartment. Or if ultimately, it was to wind up in the dumpster.To put it simply, I had a one bedroom apartment. It had a nice large kitchen, with a breakfast nook, where I took most of my meals. Separate from the living room was the dining area. And of course, there was the bathroom.So with my Snuggle-Wumps surrounding me we perused the place and then we got down to business. I figured the most defined.