And when they role-played they did it to the max; they would never depart from their characters, the costumes and the props were exhaustive and, whene...er possible, so were the surroundings.They would sneak in to an empty room in the hospital to play nurse and patient. They would find a dark corner in a church to be nun and priest. They would break in to a school for their teacher and student - game.And when she acted the hitch-hiker and he the seemingly nice and helpful, but actually. Mai glass table par rakane ke liye mud gayee( ab mai apane aap ko samir ki wife samajane lagee thi ) to samir ne muze piche se pakada our mere boobs ko dabaya, uska tight lund meri gand se takara raha tha. Maine nahili awaj me kaha kya kar rahe ho chod do na muze.Samir khush hote kaha meri rani ab to pakada hai puri raat nahi choduga. Maine gand usake lund par dabati boli puri raat kya kya karoge? Samir ne mast hoke kaya meri rani aaj ki raat apani suhagraat hai our suhagraat me pati apane wife. However, I played it one thing was for sure as the last notes of her show fade away and her warm melodious voice wished everyone a good night, I’d scream my release.ooOOooSaturday! I waited until early evening before crossing the corridor and quickly knocking on Marley’s door.It took just moments for her to answer the door although it seems like a lifetime to me as I fought the urge to turn and bolt back to the safety of my own apartment.“Oh, hi Marley, I believe I left my sandals here last. Me: once please let me press your boobs…Jyoti : no no…Me : please please…Jyoti : ok…just once…Then I press both her boobs very hardly..Jyoti : slowly dear..both are yours, but not now. You just drive. Nothing more to do.We reached the medical store and then I bought a packet of dotted condom. I sat back into the car but didn’t start the car till I got her smooch.Jyoti: you love kissing haan…Me: I love everything…Jyoti: everything means what…???Me: I will show it when time comes….Jyoti:.