I felt smug. I felt uppity. I felt in the right."Cully, look!"Momentarily lost in my reverie I found she'd lowered the top of her dress and her breast... were exposed."Cully's not a tit man. Cully's not a tit man. Cully's not a tit man." Sing song/Sing song. "You only married me for my rump. That's all you care about, isn't it? You lusted over it the moment we met and since. I caught you looking at it from day one."Then a final refrain: "Cully's not a tit man."She grabbed a hand off the steering. My other hand started opening her shirt’s top buttons. Soon I opened half of her shirt and was now playing with her pussy as well as her boobs with placing my hand inside her bra. Her nipples were hand now and she was openly moaning in ecstasy. in 2-3 minutes her body started to get rigid and she lifted her hips and I felt a tightness in her pussy .she was enjoying an orgasm, her facial expressions changed and in all this she opened her eyes and saw me smiling at her . With out saying anything. The legs of the buck were hung into the flue of the fireplace for smoking, while the rump was hung from hooks to keep until Saturday. The guts were emptied and washed. Pelle had Ingeburg cut the lesser meat and the fat into small pieces. They were mixed and mashed, filled in sections of cleaned gut, and hung into the smoke of the fireplace, too. It took them all afternoon to process the animal.The liver, sliced and covered with flour, was fried with onions and apples for their supper, and they. . it was evening when i gone there, bhabhi kid opened the door, i kissed her and gave her chacolates. after that bhabhi greeted with a broad smile.. and after that i came to know that my brother has gone to hyd. for dept. work and will return after 2days. She started preparing dinner for all of us.. she was happy to see me.. i just went to balcony and called my friends and planning about next day’s marriage..after that i had my bath n got ready for dinner. mean time kids got to slept ‘cos they.