It was a long time before they went to sleep. Bridget showed her appreciation to Sian again and again. Thinking back, Bridget tried not to compare wha... Sian did with Don taking her out the next night. For a Valentine’s dinner with Don it was very nice. She liked that he was trying hard. She hadn’t told him a thing about what she did with Sian and he hadn’t asked. She enjoyed it and when they came home, she made love with him for the first time in a week. It almost felt like they were back close. To meri himmat aur badh gyi.Mene hath ko dhire dire uske boons ki taraf badhaya to ek halki si jhok se mera tath uske boobs pe lag gya. Usne kuch nhi kaha wo bike chalati rahi.Meri himmat aur badh gyi to mene use notis kane ka mn banaya. Me uske boobs pe apna hath le gya sisse me cuka chehra dekha wo muskra rahi thi.To mene dire dire uske boobs ko sahlana start kr diya. Mene sise me dekha k wo aankh band kr leti hai kbi kbi.Me samajh gya wo garam ho chuki hai. Usne mujhse kaha bhaiya kya kr. Kichukhon chup kore theke birbir kore bole uthlo, ‘amar-o je ichhe hochhe na, seta bolle mithye kotha bola hobe. Kintu madhu, amra je korbo, protection nebo ki kore?’. Uttejonar boshe ami ei sombhobonar kotha bhulei giyechilam. Tobuo sesh chesta korlam, ‘ami baire phelbo, taholei to hobe. Ki, eber raji to?’. Ekhon mone holo mou amar theke onek matured, o bollo, ‘madhu, seta sombhob noi, it’s not a practical proposition. Ekbar jokhon amra milito hobo, tokhon ei prithibir kono kotha amader mone. I reduced to moving in and out of her as slowly as I could reducing the friction, attempting to curtail my zealousness with the power of my mind until the moment thankfully passed. Lucy moaned throughout, hardly helping my cause, but with no idea when Lucy would next visit my study, it was like listening to a favourite piece of music that you want to play on and on, I just wanted this moment to ‘play on’ forever. Gradually though, it was time to pick up the pace and soon Lucy was crying out “OH.