Par main aap sabka shukargujaar hoon ki aap logon ne meri aapbeeti padhi or us par reply diye or aasha karta hoon ki aap aage bhi meri aapbeeti ghatna... par aapna reply jaroor denge. Mera email add wohi purana hai. Anyways ab story par aate hain Thodi deir mujhe mehsoos hua ki ye or kuch nahi meri pyari bahen Isha ka hi haath tha. Maine usko bola sone de na yaar bahut neend aa rahi hai. Waise bhi bahut deir ho chuki hai to usne bola plsssssssssss bhaiya 1 baar. Dekho aapne promise kiya tha.. More sex more often, maybe?Sally looked at me, waiting for a response, other than the one sticking out of my robe. I think she wanted something verbal, some response from the cognitive side of my brain."You're serious," I said.It was a statement, not a question. A thousand thoughts whipped through my head, with the foremost being the jolting realization that my position in this house was not as precarious as I had at first thought. In fact, I suddenly felt pretty damn smug. But I wanted to see. He understood my stand and he complied.I admired his work. As an amatuer, he did it pretty well. After the first session, I could tell that he was serious in his work but I could also tell that he was interested in my body too. After my hubby left for work half way through the session, he seemed to be more relaxed and started to flirt with me. That night while we were in bed, my hubby asked, "So did you enjoy the session?" Quite different but I was way too tired. I gave up half way through!". I was naked in every sense of the word. Naval service personnel centered themselves a pace from the front edge of their commanding officer's desk and assume the position of attention."Sir! Cadet Thistle reporting as ordered, sir!" I announced.I stood there at Attention for some time before Commandant Mackie command At Ease."Do you love Harmony, cadet?" the commandant asked."Sir, the cadet doesn't know, sir," I said."Belay the sir-sandwich and explain yourself, Cadet Thistle!"That was the most.