I like the imperfections most.Her: sirrr!!Me: (woke from my brief stare) Oh, sorry aagayi aap aajao apka hi wait kar raha thaHer: (sharmati hui smile ...ndar aagayi ) Haa sir, bhot garmi hi.haahh!!kitna acha hi yaha apke kamre mein AC seMe: (usko tanda pani ka glass dete hue) isliye tho bol raha tha ajao (glass leke pee rahi thi upar se)Me: koi nhi muh me laga ke pee sakte ho(smilingly apne pink lips glass ko lagake pee rahi thi mujhe dekhte hue) wow jaise hi tande pani ke drops uske neck se. An overwhelming desire and love of the pain that she administered with such pleasure. That she had trained him to love her and the agony that she meted out, was neither here nor there. The pain made him come, the shortness of breath made it more intense and the bonds that fixed him forced him to understand that he was hers whenever she needed him.The third stroke was like a line of fire that made his world into a stormy sea of agony.He gasped and sobbed and longed for her to finish the. She threw back the sheet, exposing her exquisite, soft body, and I tore off my shirt. She buried her face in my chest, licking up and down my nipples, suckling them with just the right amount of pressure. I had my hands buried in her long hair, holding her close. She eased down my pajama bottoms and knelt between my legs. She ran her tongue down my stomach, leaving gentle love-bites along the skin. I knew my pussy was sopping, and my body felt like it was on fire. ‘Oh, Marri,’ she said, sliding. ‘Sorry,’ she said sleepily while trying to get up, ‘you should have awaken me.’ ‘No, I’ll be fine,’ I replied cradling Eli in my arms. Mary got up and asked me to hand the baby over to her though, it was not quite an easy task for her because the twins were rather heavy (I suppose they inherited their built from me) and she was more of a petite type. So, while she carried Eli to her arms, I assisted her by supporting the baby’s head as I helped her sit on a nearby rocking chair. ‘Did you lock.