My wife and I had enjoyed a healthysex life and despite her death and my refusal to see anybody new, I had keptremnants of that life around. I suppose... given the circumstances I should havetaken better care to keep such things hidden away. We had made a true investmentin our lifestyle with my dominant side more than willing to mesh with her submissiveside. For years the big black box remained hidden in my closet, nearly forgottenabout. It wasn't until I returned home late one night and. Jenny backed into a wall, and exhaled deeply, suddenly feeling very stupid. ?I'm?sorry?.? was all she could think of to say. ?That's quite all right. A bit jumpy today, aren't we?? he smiled. ?Yes. I am. I'm?.? ?Think nothing of it. Dr. Morgan Rie, R-I-E, like the bread, but spelled differently,? theman said, grinning sheepishly. ?Your husband asked me to check your teeth thisafternoon. Seems you're overdue for a cleaning.? Jenny looked at him curiously, noting the name plate on his white coat.. Then we’re in a large carpark ... Hundreds of cars, shoppers pushing trolleys back and forth ... Then a familiar figure walking between the cars toward us. We know her, but she looks ‘different’ to how we remember her. It’s Charley – the surprise winner of last year’s television award for best host, who will actually be hosting our show for real from now on. Since she was last on camera she’s had “a bit of work done” – the tabloids were full of it of course. Her boob job, the chin and cheek. Usnay haath say mera lan pakra aur ussay nishanay pay rakh kay phir mujh pay lait gai, aur mera lan kissi naram, geeli , aur tight si cheez mien ghusta chala gaya.Ham donon kay mun say lazzat bhari siskari nikli. Wo mujhay phir kiss karnay lagi, thori dair baad wo thora sa uthi aur apnay mummay ni nipple phir meray honton say laga di aur apni choot ko meray lan pay aagay peechay harkat dainay lagi. Mein nay uski nipple say mun laga dia aur sisaktay huay dobara uska doodh peenay laga. Wo aahista.