Aur nasha badhta gaya dono ka aur personal baate hone lagi tab usne bataya k wo itni khush nai apne husband se . Aur thodi sad b ho gayi . Mene kandhe...pe hath rakh k bola its okay mam chalta h life h aur wo mujse chipak k rone lagi . Mene bola ro mat diya uth jayegi wo phir b nai ruki meme b apna hath uske back pe rakh k chup karanae laga . Achanak muje kya hua me uske neck pe kiss kar li .. Wo muje eksum dekhne lagi . Me dar gaya n said sorry to her she said its okay with naughty smile .I hold. This was just like the dream, but the tits were so much bigger, he could barely grab it. As he finished he quickly went to her neck, devouring it with his lips and tongue. As he leant towards her she grabbed his cock, stroking it. It felt amazing, he kept going, even more passionately. He moved up and down her neck, not stopping. He then moved to her earlobe and bit it lightly, he followed his dream exactly, as he swirled his tounge around it, as he cock was stroked, urging him on. He then. "I just want to be happy."And what does that happiness entail?"I don't know," Timothy said. "I've never really been happy. I don't even think I know what happiness is."If misery is your life, then happiness, being the opposite of misery..."Would be the opposite of my life," Timothy said. He thought for a moment - what was his life? Drab, for one thing. Predictable, ordered and overmanaged. A constant struggle to not be noticed or picked out. Small and quiet, lackluster and joyless.Which meant. We told him to drop by around 5 and he promised to bring the beer. I knew that something was up because she didnt say much about him on the way home from the store. She dressed in one of her most revealing blouse/skirt combos and did her eye make-up. I wasnt sure what the story was with John, but it looked like it was going to be an exciting night. I liked him immediately- he showed up on time and brought a six pack of good beer. We mostly made small talk while the steaks cooked. I found out.