Yippol Rejimol yente zip valichirakki kochane thaalolichu thudanghi, kai kalodoppam chundukalum avane ulkhollan tharayaaraai kazhinjhu, yini kuranjhad... 3 round yenghilum pizhinjheduthu otta thulliyum waste aakkadhe jhotti nunajhadhinu sheshame Rejimol de chundinu cheriya visramam undaku…. Yidayil Reji poalum ninachirikkatha nimishathil thantra paramaayi aa pyjaama yude chardu azhichu vittu, chalanathinu anusarichu thaniye adhu loos aayi sareerathil ninnum slip aayi kazhinjhu, oru filter type. His dark hair brushed against my cheek as he kissed me softly. Every part of me rejoiced at the reunion. He pushed me up against the tree and the lace shift dress hiked up my thighs. I could feel his arousal against my leg as the muscles in his arms supported me. Oh how I had missed this. The scent and taste of him filled me. His one hand slid up my dress to rub against my breast. His rough fingers doing things to me that only he seemed capable of. I molded my body against his as his kisses. ..Ramu- kaka ab apni umar ka lihaj karo, 45 sal ke ho gaye ho phir bhi mannahi bhara abhiHariya- are betwa in cheejo se kisi ka kabhi man bhara hai, ab dekho isumar me tumka ek mast chut mil jana chahiye to tumhare chehre parkuch nikhar aaye par tum ho ki bas kam ke bojh ke tale dabe ja rahe hoRamu- to kaka chodne ke liye ek aurat bhi to hona chahiye ab tum hibatao hum kise chodeHariya- [muskurate huye] tumhare aas pas bahut maal hai beta jara apninajro se pahle un maal ko dekho to sahi,. But I am really happy. I have a man who loves me for who I am, not what everyone thinks I should be. He loves me because of who I am, and not in spite of who I am.’ Standing up, she looked down at her mother, ‘And we are both very happy that we are to become parents, and I hope that you look forward to being a Grandmother again, because you are very welcome to come to our home in Guildford and be part of our family. If not, as in the words of my man……tough.’ Picking up her bag, she walked out.