.."I remember a friend I had at University. He married quite young but his wife got leukaemia. She went through all the treatment; lost her hair, ever...thing like that. Sometimes she looked quite well. Other times she was very weak; the treatment does that. In the end, after everything they had been through together, she died. He said it took a year to get over it; to get on top of bereavement; to be able to move on, with a clear conscience. That's what he said, but I know it took him much. "Major Crawford, can you hear me? Can you open your eyes?"A hand tapping on my arm, a voice, soft and gentle. "Go away, let me sleep" I try to say, but nothing comes out."Wake up Major Crawford. Open your eyes for me." More tapping, light and soothing, almost like a caress. I struggle to make my eyelids obey and slowly they open and my eyes begin to focus and blurred images begin to morph into shapes, a kind female face peering down at me, a warm hand resting on my arm."Welcome back Major,. He sucked this nipple harder. Then he opened his mouth as wide as he could, and sucked as much of her as possible inside. His tongue played across the peak of her breast, including the nipple but not exclusively there. Every time the nipple crossed the center of his tongue, it tickled.Sarah loved that suction, but not enough to pull her attention from the twisting of the tube within her. Now that was a feeling which his natural movements couldn’t quite duplicate. He’d sometimes moved. I will tell this story in his own words.My name is Vikas and I live in Greater Noida with my sister, brother-in-law and their daughter. We have a 2 BHK flat in one of the society there.About my sister, her name is Mansi, 34 years old and she works in MNC having 8 am to 4 pm office hours. Her height is 5’1″ and the figure is 36-27-38. My sister has fair white skin and pink nipples and pussy. My brother-in-law Gaurav is 38 years old and works in MNC having 11 am to 8 pm office hours. He is bulky.