Mene dobara diwali wali raat ke baare m poocha wo fir kuch nhi boli.Fir mene priya se bola mujhe dobara tumhe pyaar krna hai,mujhe us raat bahut achha...laga tha.Priya ne kuch nhi bola,mene priya ko yese-tese manaya,usne haa kr di.Main bahut khush hua,priya ne bataya jitna pyar wo apne boyfriend se krti hai usse jayada pyar wo mujhe krti hai.Jan 1,2013 new year ka din tha,main subah 7:30 baje priya ke ghar milne gaya.Priya ghar pr apni ek friend ke saath thi,priya ke parents out of city gaye. Tonight has been one of the best of my life.“Oh god, no, that sounds so wrong! You and the kids have always been the best part of my life. I knew when I married you how you felt about my needs. It did frustrate me from time to time, you know, ‘just fucking smack my arse, it’s not hard!’, that sort of feeling. But, the love we shared was far more important.“It was so beautiful watching you tonight, you had your moments, but on the whole, seeing you relax, mostly, at the club. I was so happy that. I couldn't believe I was doing this, exposed on a path like this, sure that we would get caught. He then leaned in and kissed me as he got harder. Behind us was a group of bushes so I pulled him into there. Once in he dropped his trousers and undid mine. As he was wanking me he tried to dry finger me. As a top and needing lube before anyone got inside me I pushed his hand away. He told me he wanted to fuck me but I told him no. He looked upset so I dropped to my knees and started to suck him.. The benches were alloccupied, mainly by mothers with very young children, so I sat on one theswings, mindlessly swinging slightly forward and back as my thoughts wereelsewhere. Finishing my meal, I scrunched up the empty paper into a ball.I knew I couldn't reach the rubbish bin from a seated position but,always looking for a challenge, I wondered whether if I used the momentumfrom a forward swing I could launch it into the bin basket-ball style. Itwould have to be a great shot, but I had to.