They didn’t have cute pet names for her, like ‘honey’. She wasn’t anyone else’s ‘world’. But now she was the ugliest person she knew. A ...arried woman who had become boring to her beautiful husband. Whom no man would hit on because she was spoiled goods – taken, married, done. And yet, she wasn’t quite sure why he had lost interest. What was wrong with her? Men still complimented her on her looks or her attire, even if they did not flirt. She was quite stylish. A bit of a trend-setter at work,. We fuck almost daily, and multiple times on weekends. It was bound to happen sooner or later. She never wanted me to wear a rubber. What am I to do? She can’t marry me! She doesn’t even want to! But she says, she can’t live without my cock. After she told me today, she led me into the bedroom, but I was so distracted, I couldn’t perform! “That’s OK” she said. “ I think I can persuade him! Just watch!” and she knelt down in front of me and sucked on my cock until it hardened up. She kept. Meray baap kay dost ku yah baat malum huwi woh tho isi moqay ki thalash mien tha.Adhi raat huwi my gahari neend ka natak kar raha tha.meri maa laal sadi pahan kar thayyar hogayi adhi raat huwi hamara ghar gali gharon say thodi doori par tha aur do rastay thay ghar mien aanay kay .peechay say koi aayay tho kisi ku pata na chalta tha.meray baap ka dost peechay ka rastay say hamaray ghar Mien dakhil hogaya meri maa nay ghabra kar boli tum kyun etni raat ku aayay wo bola paani nahanay k waqt thu. How many are in that?" There's ten wings to an order." That'll be fine, thanks."The waitress disappeared and Stacey took another good-sized slug of her beer as I sipped at my wine. We talked freely, she telling me about the various clerical jobs she'd had over the years and asking me questions about my business. She seemed genuinely interested and was surprisingly easy to talk to. I noticed many of the male clientele in the restaurant staring at her as they walked past. I didn't blame them, I.