I teach to Advise All Interested & In My Interest: As an Ambitious Writer I Feed @ Feedback & 'Likes'! I TEACH my Rear Deaders in General by TIPS. I E...ploy EXAMPLES from My Own Experiences here. I TELL THEM what I Learned from my Reads. In Search for Content Matching my Minimum Demands. I tell them the TOP TIPS also Useful for Looking for PHOTOS or VIDEOS. To special SEXY Situations.I teach to TEASE Dear Readers For Further EROTIC EXPLORATION. In Uploads in Images & in Words."EROTIC ESSAY 2:. Saima sofe par let chuki thee.”Didi, Abdul ghar pe hai?” Meri nazar Saima didi ki chuchi par thee jo ki upper neechey ho rahi thee. Usski saans kafi ukhadi hui thee lekin vo sambhal kar boli,”Wah bhaijaan, aatey hi Abdul ko puchh rahe ho. Hum koi nahin hain. Hum bhi aap se pyar karte hain. Aap apni Saima didi se pyar nahin karte jis tarah Alka se karte hain. Agar aap mujh se baten kiye bina chale gaye to main aap se bilkul baat nahin karungi. Ab mere pass baitho zara, Bhaiya” Main bhi to yahi. I had REAL breasts. No, they were not C cup dandies, or anything, but they were delightfully mine. I bounced a little, they bounced. I shook, they shook. I even leaned over and they swayed. They appeared to be near a delightful full B cup size. A far cry from my little more than A cup. I don't think my nipples have ever been so hard, but then, they had been hard as nails since I opened the door and found my wife and Tom standing there. I slipped off my black panties, and softly rinsed my self. The running sounds of water fill the air washing up from the river bank that leads from the city’s heart out into the sea. Something lies motionless on its sides a man is laid down on the grass gazing at the twinkling stars above. If someone were to pass by along the path above they would mistake this man for a dead animal that washed up, their body laid lifeless, the only visible movement was their chest weakly raising and falling down and their breath like smoke on the cold night air.The man.