Ab meri kahani suno.”“Main Deepa se bhi 2-3 saal chhoti thi ki meri shadi ho gayi. Main yah dekh kar bohut khush thi ki mera gharwala bohut sundar...hai. Sasural mein chauthi raat. Subah se hi sabhi ladies mera mazaak banaane lagi ki raat mein lawda meri bur mein ghusega.”“Mujhe itna toh maalum tha ki shadi ke baad ladki apne husband ke saath hi soti hai aur uske lawda ko bur mein leti hai. Raat hui aur apne dulha se baate karte hue hum nange ho gaye. Mera Dulha mere upar aa gaya. Mere kandho ko. I bent and quickly stripped the messy things from my legs and kicked them and the dress away. And then I stood over him, letting him get his fill of a figure as good as any in Emporia-- and better than most--while I studied that peter of his and contemplated how much a man he'd become.His pubic hair was still a little thin. It clustered into strands that curled in tight ringlets, clinging to the base of the white-shafted, veined, swollen-headed cock. His balls lay half- overlapped in the hollow. He picked it up on the second ring.“Clyde,” he firmly said.“Yes Sir,” he answered as he looked down at Riley. She looked so peaceful, her long hair spread over the pillow, her lips slightly parted as she breathed evenly. The little ball of fur by her stomach was wide awake and watching him, his brown eyes curious.“I understand Sir, how long,” he firmly asked. “I understand, but I need to tell her something.” He demanded. “Thank you Sir,” then the call disconnected.Fuck! He was leaving, he new. "Keep back and let me handle this, Meri," I said quietly. She just nodded.The big man came closer than comfort to me and bellowed loud enough for the whole town to hear. "You hurt my boy, you need to pay for that. Gimme some 'f yur horsies and I'll let you live." He brandished his cudgel.I heard a cackling from the porch of the inn; there was a pair of old one-armed men in matched rocking chairs. The one with a long white beard shouted, "Bye, Samuel, it was fun watching you and your evil kin.