Mujhe yun laga maano kitne janam ka intezar poora hone jaa raha hai.Tum wapas upar aaye aur main chhati utha utha ke sans lene lagi taaki jald se jald...mere santare tumhare muh mein chale jaaye. Tumne dono haathon mein meri ek ek chuchi pakdi aur muh dono santaro ke beech daal ke mujhe chumne lage.Har chumban ke saath tumhari meri chuchiyon pe pakad aur gehrati gayi. Main dard aur vasna mein dubi siskariyan lene lagi. Fir maine apne hatho se apne stan daba ke tumhara muh beech mein hi phansa. "I had more questions, but most I decided to keep to myself. One, though, was pressing on a more mundane level."Richard, there's something else," I said. "I have his car, one of them. Lee and I drove it home last night, with Johnnie. It's parked out there in our garage for the moment, but sooner or later—"He barked out a laugh. "Going in for hot cars now too, Jack?" Is it?" I asked. "Hot, I mean."He thought a minute. "Oh, shit," he said. "I'm in this so damn deep already, what's one more thing?. Ellen finally asked the doctor if Pamela was okay. “She was a mighty sick girl, Miss Ellen.” The doctor began, with a heavy heart. “I had no quinine, opium, or anything else that could help her. The soldiers down the hall used up everything I had in my medical-bag before I even left last night. I would have cupped her, but young Regina wouldn’t hear of it, so I showed her how to apply a mustard-plaster to Pamela, and we both watched over her through the night. She’s breathing better, but I’m. I cannot tell you how jealous I am.'I can be pedantic, but I bit back the temptation to correct "intercourse" to "outercourse." 'Yes, Daddy has a tit-fetish. He loves my boobs and he loves to fuck them. He even makes me keep my bra on. He says he gets better friction that way.''You are naive, my dear. He has intramammary intercourse with me too, bra and all. Frankly, it's the only way he can have a respectable orgasm. He can't keep his erection big enough, fat enough, and hard enough otherwise..