You finish with one foot and go to the other, repeating the eroticly stimulating massage. "Please" I whisper helplessly, wishing you would pay attent...on to the rest of my desire-drunk body. You slowly crawl up my body, trailing soft kisses, teasing both yourself and I before you lay claim to my mouth with a hard kiss. Your hard cock is pressed into my belly and I push myself up, trying to feel more. You push your tongue into my mouth with a groan and I duel it with my own, circling and. Dress for the job you want, not the job you have. It was one of those common sense sayings most successful people knew but needed to be revealed to those wanting to improve themselves. It wasn't just a saying she parrotted, she believed in it.Right now, she was dressed like a rape victim.She was wearing what she believed was the single greatest piece of clothing ever made for the female form. A black cocktail dress. Thin, elegant shoulder straps, a custom made shape to cling to her body tightly. Janala dia uki mere tokhon tak dakhte laglam.1-2 bar dakheo felechilo bt kihcuBole ni borong hase response dichilo.rate khabar tablea masima porichoi koria dilo j ota sonur pisimar maye,mili 1st year a pore chutite aseche.ami ok dakhchilam-chouko moton much,tikalo nak,rong forsa,tustuse gal,maxi poe bose ache.mai dutir astito bes bojha gelo na.rba porechilo na seta patla maxir upor dia valoi dacha jahcilo.tak dakhe r sedin valo kore khaoa holo na.sua Porlam.majh rate hotath dekhi baganer light. I blushed and felt the heat in my face ramp up a few degrees. “I think it was being introduced to wet reality. And I’ve been developing some other sketches as well. I just haven’t been throwing poster paint onto paper in the morning like I used to.”“It’s more deliberate. More planned.” That struck a chord. Dad...“Last night, Dad explained why they separated us this fall. I just now understood what he meant. Being deliberate and planning brought the quality up in my painting. He said the same.