Yes... oh yes... oh... no, wait," Monica said, quite out of breath, "wait... don't cum yet... wait... don't cum..."Ross slowly stopped his motions, re...uiring all his self-control, since he was so close to cumming. "What? What is it, Mon?" I want.... I want to ride you... Let me ride you, Ross."Ross withdrew his cock, leaving Monica with the feeling of wanting it again. He closed the lid to the commode, and sat down on it. Monica stepped over to him, on shaky legs. She straddled him and sat onto. " Oh, my God! That sounds like a stroke!" I'm afraid so, Miss Irvine." Oh no! Where have they taken him?" St Bartholomew's." Right! I'm going there. Thank you very much for ringing, Mrs Hall. I'll ring you later when I've got some news." Thank you, Miss Irvine. Please do. We'll all be very anxious. Goodbye."Betty rang Rupert Rockingham's secretary and told her what had happened.Lottë rushed to her editor's office. "My fiancé's had a stroke or something very like it. I must go to him." Oh,. Haal to dekho mera.( I was in my short and tees.)Radha:- to kya aap in kapdo me nhi padha sakte? Sabhi apne gharo me ese hi rehte he. Me bhi esi hi rehti hu.Me:- ok, tum baitho me fresh hoke aata hu.Jab me bathroom se nha ke nikla to wo meri taraf dekh ke muskurai or fir neeche dekh ne lagi. Fir mujhe ehsas hua ki bermuda mere mood ko chupa nhi pa rha he.Mere pass koi table chair nhi thi so mene bed pe hi use padhana suru kar diya. Wo mere left me baithi thi is liye use notebook dekhne me. Hungry as I am right now, I opened the fridge to peek inside at what was in it. Seeing a large chunk of ham, chicken and fish, I decided I should make some stew and salad later for dinner.“Uncle Max should be home around six…” I muttered when I took a glance at the clock on the kitchen wall beside the fridge. 3:09 p.m. I had time to take a shower and a little bit of privacy to myself.After I took a shower, I laid down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. There was one little secret that I.