He was more of a fucker. Yes, that's it. A fucker. He liked to fuck, to be fucked. He had no time for the niceties of life, love, or lovemaking. A fuc...er, that's all.As I turned and closed the door to the house behind me, he grabbed my shoulders, gently but firmly, and pushed me against the wall in the hallway. After commanding me to stand where I was, he proceeded to strip me, not quite tearing my clothes off, but close enough. Soon enough I was standing naked in front of him, excited and. Mamta was worried for Ragini. She knew that Babu was a very bad don and she once put him behind bars.It was the revenge that Babu was taking on her. Mamta waited outside the house where the watchman gave her a note. Mamta: “To save your bitch, Ragini. You have to do whatever has been mentioned in the note. Once you enter the house the game will begin. You have to clear all the stages to reach to me and save her.”Mamta loved Ragini so she walked into the house and the game began. Mamta walked. ...I mean....really....a Catholic Nun. How many guys can say that? Maybe I share body her as a bragging right kind of thing.Being very obsessive/compulsive, since “Day 1“ when we got married in 1983, I have kept detailed records of EVERY single sexual encounter my wife has had with myself and other men. It is fun to go back and read what we call...”The Book”.My wife is absolutely not the definition of a “hot model”, but there has always been something about her that just lights my fire. Even. Hoping she was okay, Alyssa stepped into the therapists office and very carefully placed her purse on the table, moving it a bit so it was placed perfectly. The therapist asked, ‘Shall we begin?’ Alone Alone in her apartment a beautiful woman looks over the instructions for her prescription sleeping pills and then pours the entire bottle out on her night stand. She goes to the kitchen and then returns with a large glass of water. One by one she begins swallowing the sleeping pills. Report.