When I went for his pants, he stopped me again. I felt his arms wrap around me and he twisted so that I was under him. Then the kissed returned. He sl...wly kissed down my chest, between my breasts. I was a little disappointed when he didn’t suck them, but my disappointment soon disappeared as I felt his tongue pass my pierced belly button and his fingers grazed my clit. By instinct my legs opened and he nestled between them. His hazel eyes never left my gaze as his tongue slightly slipped up and. Uski chhat se nije utar ne ke liye 1 cidi hai jish she utar ke ushke aage agashi hai waha pahoch jata tha fir uske room the.me ushke room me dekha 1 night lemp jal raha tha payal pichhe ki or muh karke leti thi darvaja sirf bandh the lok nahi kiya tha.me room me pahocha or jake hi lemp bandh kiya or payal ke pichhe let gaya or pichhe se hi baho me bhar liya.wo boli aap aagaye mene sirf haa kaha or ushe sidha lita ke uske upar let gaya or ush ke hont ko kiss karne laga.wo madhosh hone lagi mene. With the approaching winter weather and the deadly chill I often found myself giving the clothes to the homeless folks who could use them during the winter. Tearing them apart and making a blanket or a coat. It felt good to do something for them. Sometimes Theodore and I would bring a bunch of leftover food to where they live in the downtown area. Often you could spot one laying in the alleyways. After all that’s where most of them live in cardboard boxes, all of them held their own story. Some. We have repeated many things tonight. ‘This is whatever you want it to be…You know that right?’ I hear his words following me to the fence. ‘It never quite seems right though…’I whisper as I stop at the gate, straining to hear any sound on the street. I turn and glance over the yard before I go. The evidence of our night is everywhere. A candle is burned nearly to the ground, its flame fighting back against the breeze. Our glasses sitting on the step to the deck, one has fallen over and the.