I rub my lips across yours barely touching, your breaths becoming heavy. Your hands cup my face and you kiss me, unable to bare the torture any longer... Your lips eat away at mine as your hands move down my neck until they find the mounds of my breasts. I gasp at the pleasure of having your hands on me. You tease my nipples through my clothes, making my back arch. I silently curse the layers between us. My moans are muffled by your kisses as you thrust your hips into mine. I smile dreamily at. "What do sluts need?" They need big, thick, rock-hard cocks," she breathlessly whispered in return. Andy glanced over in the corner of the room and saw a little changing bench. He kissed her again and then guided her towards it.She lay down and opened her arms, gratefully receiving Andy onto her. His cock was aligned with her hole at slid in, neither of them caring that there was no protection. Sarah felt a warmness she had not experienced for awhile – sex with someone she loved.Andy grunted as. I'm Willie. Can I buy you a drink?" So he called himself Willie, did he, when he was on the prowl. I picked up my snifter which had very little left in it."Your glass is empty. Cognac is it?"There was no help for it. It was so long since any man had hit on me that I had forgotten how to cope. At least he did not seem to recognize me. Before I could decline, he had called the waiter over."I would love another cognac," I said.That was a mistake, I realized at once. Now he would sit down and talk. Jitni der vo naashta banati utni der main ghar ki safaee mein lagat hota tha…. kareeb dupher ke 1 baje theh..kapde dhone ke baad main kitchen mein lunch ke liye sabjee bana raha tha…tab beejee kitchen mein aayeen..Beejee : dharma, ki banaa reya hai aajMain : beejee tussi dasso, vaise main teh dum aaloo banaane dee soch reya aanBeejee : haan, dum aaloo hi theek ehMain : beejee, tussi kahin bahar jaa rahe ho?Beejee : nahin teh..kyon ?Main : twade kapdaan noo dekh ke laga ke tussi bahar jaa rahe.