Me bhi yahi sone wala tha. Sofa 1 hi tha aur pure room mess hua tha. Isliye me use bola soft pe tum so jao me chair pe so jata hu. But wo boli I trust...u tum sath me yahi sofe pe so jao. Ab hum comfortable to nae the. But adjust karke so rahe the. Half n hour k bad wo meri baju me aae aur boli aise use nind nae aa rahi. Side by side so jate hai. Bas me to khush ho gaya. Mera lund khada ho gaya. Ab wo mere sath chipak k sone lagi. Uski back meri side thi. Ab mujhe pata tha kya karna hai.Me uske. A little quick and dirty math in my head—multiplying the average time by my standard hourly rate—surprised me. It was obvious the flat rate I'd charged for my past portraits was barely half of what I would charge on an hourly basis. Either portrait photographers used a totally different system of figuring charges, or it was obvious that, based on my rates, I wasn't going to be spending a lot of time taking pictures of drooling babies. But it did give me an out with Greg. If I showed the flat. Shreyans ne phele to idha udhar ki bate ki phir usne mummy sekha Shreyans: Aunty mai aap se ek bat khu bura to nahi maogi?Mummy: bolo beta kya hua?Shreyans: aunty aap bhut sundarho mummy ne use dekha or kha thank you beta mummy ki bat khatm hote hi Shreyans ne kha Aunty I love you ye sunte hi mummy suprise ho gayi or kha “ye kya kha rahe ho tab Shreyansne phir kha. I love you aunty mai aapke bina nahi rah sakta and mummy se lipatgaya or unheApni baho mai bher liya mummy neShreyans ko apne se. My heart could not make a mistake if she was standing in a crowd of 1000 people.We were both speechless for a second. We couldn’t speak loudly and call our spouses’ attention, so we did the only logical thing possible. We hugged. Our hearts raced as our hug lasted a bit too long. I felt her narrow waist and peaking boobs through her tight sleeveless top.She was wearing loose palazzo-pants that offered little resistance to my hands, feeling her toned butt cheeks. She wrapped her slender waxed.