Every woman in the entire world has this fantasy:Of being ravished and taken by a warrior of passion,Who will not take, “No” for answer whatsoever...To be pinned up against the wall, hair being pulled,And forcefully penetrated until she is breath taken;Spraying and squirting orgasms everlasting.I am the Spiritual Poetess, The Queen of Seduction, The Chosen One.Ladies. We see it on cable. We witness it on the Internet.We want it! We need it! We just got to have it!We know that it will be us one. She sadi she would remain celibate after his passing, and had up to that point. "What do you do for sexual gratification?", I asked. "Well, up until recently, I resorted to masturbation and even a bit of voyeurism," she admitted. "Go on, please," I said. "I have vibrators and dildos, and my fingers," she said, and as for the voyeurism, if I had the chance to watch a sexy man, I would do so, then masturbate to that recollection," she explained. "What do you do now?', I asked. She stood up,. She breathed deeply and smiled. “Let’s go. It’s crowded here.” He grabbed his bags in one hand and took hers in the other. They walked hand in hand outside the airport, both of them giddy as children with silly smiles plastered on their faces. He kept on playing with her hands as they walked and got in a cab. Their smiles growing by the minute, she was biting her lips in giddiness. He kissed her hand, gave a tiny bite, looked at her and said, “You’re beautiful.” She blushed. “Thank you.” . Her boobs were pressed hard on Rohan’s chest. She pulled Rohans’ banyan and removed it. She started caressing his chest and nipples. “Oh! Auntie, it feels good”, Rohan said, moving his tongue over his lips. I joined the action now.I stood behind mom and cupped her boobs from under her arms. Mom was now kissing Rohan on his lips. Rohan was madly sucking mom’s tongue. Gently, I opened mom’s front open gown and pulled it back, to reveal her nudity to Rohan. Mom had nothing beneath her gown. She.