She was hungry for his kiss. Long, deep kisses, the fire in them both still burning hot. She could taste herself in his kiss.It was she who dropped to...her knees now. Slowly, pausing to caress him, he had sensitive nipples, she licked them, sucked them till they became hard, he moaned. She worked her way down, sliding her tongue over his stomach, along the soft smooth skin at the top of his thighs. She took him in her hand as she ran her tongue along his thick cock. It was rock hard and. Maybe a little overweight, but not overly so – stocky rather than fat. His wife, Anna, was very elegant, slim and about the same age as him; she'd clearly spent a lot of time – and money – keeping herself trim, what with the beautifully manicured nails, the light tan and, I detected, smooth skin where you'd expect wrinkles. Either botox or a face-lift; maybe both. However, she didn't look like a robot, which sometimes happens to older women who overdo the cosmetic surgery.Over drinks we. Masi ki ek ladki hai arushi 26 years and ek ladkahai abhinandan 24 meri abhinandan se bht pat ti thi hum jab bhi saath hote to pirimasti karte aur aprty bhi meri masi jo k kafi porsche hain to mera cousin bhaipuri aish karta tha, ladkiyoin k mamle main bhi aur baki sab cheezon man bhi.To baat tab ki hai jab mere examskhatam hi huye the skool main aur main iss baar New Year manane k liye apnimasi k ghar gaya, waha hum sabhi phunch gaye main aur meri family whan mainsabhi se mila baatein ki,. I had a text message telling me she was in the hospital. The contractions had started. There was not much dilatation yet, though. Well, all right.I called her. No answer. She must be in labor by then. I hailed a cab. It took me a few tries to get one. It raced me to the first traffic jam.That's where the real stress set in.Why had I come to L.A? Was it love? Was it responsibility? Or just plain curiosity? I can't tell you, really. But I can tell you one thing: I could not stay away.Irene had.