Me: kyu tumhara kabhi behka hai?Sima;( haste hue…usne muje tont me kaha) .Tumhara nahi behakta??Me: (me thora confuse hogaya) meraa??? Nahi…Sima: ... haste huee ) rehne do…Me: achcha to tum hi batao ? Tum to ese bol rahi ho jaise tumhe sab pata ho. Lekin . Maine aj tak kisi k sath esa nahi kiya.Sima; (sarmate hueee) thik hai.. Chalo ab muje kam hai , tum tv dekho.Me; (uska hath pakar kar rok liya) pehle ye to batao ke tumhara man kab behek gaya tha.Sima: (haste huee) simple jab tumhara behek gaya. After that, I’ll let you direct the rest of the evening……….. Just bring clothes for the next day………. I’m sure we’ll be up late…….. Where the kids going to be?”“They are staying at Brian’s parents…….. Took care of that last night…….. And I talked to Barb too, as I said……… I’m sure she will be a little nervous, at first…….. She’s only seen you a couple of times, since you broke it off with her……… and by the way, that was a shitty way to do it………. Maybe you should call her and at least apologize. , we see in Ravivarma paintings. Aunty, You look so beautiful. I am happy You find me beautiful my dear Shiva; She handed over the glass of milk to me. I drank half and gave to her. Shiva, My lover, You are my man of the life. You are my real husband. She was in my arms. I hugged her. Kissed her all over her face. And then kissed on her lips. Our tongues in each other’s mouth exploring and sucking each other’s lower lips. It was long drawn exhaustive and exhausting kiss. I led her to the bed,. "He reached out and put his fingertip on the shaft of her clit."That's it," she said. "Rub it, honey. Right there. Rub it up and down. Like that, just like that."She closed her eyes and focused on the lovely feeling produced by his fingertip pushing the foreskin back and forth over the head of her clit. He had lots to learn, but she would teach him everything.After a while she made him push a finger inside her cunthole. They both looked down at his hand as he slowly fucked his finger in and out.