I found hurt and jealousy stirring within me. ‘Was Mary the cause? Why she? Why do I feel sad?’ I remained in bed like that till sleep overtook me...I was woken up with a knock on the door. I checked the time; Eight-thirty in the evening. I got up and struggled towards the door. Upon opening I found Mary appearing as calm as a cucumber, sucking a lollipop. I sighed.“What do you want?” I asked.She pushed me aside and made her way into my room. Sitting on the bed she continued sucking her. Bele bele Bapa ki Mummy ghare na thile mote langala kariki mo sahita khele, mote ta dudha pieebaku kahe aau ta panty kholiki chumibaku kahe.Mun bi kahinki mana karanti, mote bi maza lage. Kintu mo sahita se ajab ajab jinisa sabu karu thila. Duijana jaka gote panty pindhiki maza karu. Sie satisfy na hela parjyanta mo banda ku ta biare ghasi baku kahe. Duijana jakanka dress kholi dei ki mote kundhei ki bedre gada gadi khelu.Actually odia ra jete sabu slang word sabu mun ta thu hin sikhichi. 3. I did ask Capt. Johnson why he didn't collect a commission from the prostitutes and the gamblers, since they were using his facilities to earn money. In fact, if things got hard, I wondered why he couldn't turn the Lovely Louise into a floating bordello and gambling house. Capt. Johnson said that he had never though of it, but it did look like a promising idea. Certainly, the Lovely Louise was too small to make a profit as a freight hauler, and she was even marginal as a passenger hauler. He. I proceeded down between her ass cheeks and into her puckered bum-hole in order to clean her up as best I could.Her wonderful cries of pleasure drove me on until they abruptly changed and she pleaded, “Oh, gawd Mike, not there. Don’t! Not there!” as I licked around her butthole and probed it with my tongue.I stopped that tonguing action and looked up at her with a look of confusion.“Please, Mike, not there, please,” she barely squeaked out, then stammered in a calmer tone, “That’s something.