Perhaps she could bring me some flowers from an admirer.”“Yes, yes!” Edouard exclaimed excitedly. “That’s it! It’ll take Paris by storm! I...shall call it Olympia!”Victorine’s eyes looked heavenwards.“The things I do for art,” she shook her head. “If I am a whore, would it not be better if I were in a bed?”“Yes, yes! We’ll get pillows and sheets. I can leave the back of the chaise out. Sensational!”“And Laure could be the maid. She would be just right,” said Victorine.“Yes, you are right, I’ll. I really need daddy to lick my butthole."I burst out laughing and said, "Touche, you got me back. Good one! You're very smart and clever Lisa, and I love that about you and I know I'll never be bored with you." I was referring to the scene where she asked me the deep question and I pretended to ponder, then threw her the pen and paper to take notes.I asked her my magic question which I had only thought of now, but would go on to ask dozens and dozens of women in the future, "Lisa, have you ever. Lekin maine uski baat unsi kar apna kaam jaari rakha .Lund poora ghuste he woh chipkaki ki tarah mere seene se chipak gayee. Phir maine apna lund tezi se uske choot ke andar bahar karne laga .maine use kas kas kar choda.woh bhi gaand uchaal uchaal kar mera pura saath de rahi thi.bahut der tak chodne ke baad main uske bur me jhar gaya aur uske seene me sar de kar let gaya thodi der baad maine uski choochion ke beech apna lund rakha aur uski chuchion ko chodne laga.thodi der me mera lund phir. Then I told him to bring his wife on chat. Sarika was hesitant at first; she didn’t know how to respond to her husband’s request. She told me that she is aware of the chat between me and her husband. So I asked her what you think about it? Sarika said, “Raj I really liked your photo, you look very handsome and seem so experienced, plus you are very young. But I don’t know what to do. I have never been with any man other than my husband. I am from an orthodox Marwari family. Also, what if.