." she stops her question mid-sentence. "oh." "But he will be back, right?" She worries her bottom lip."All futures are unclear," I say in a sigh. "I ...now he goes, where yes. Not the will or will not. So, what if..." I give her a pointed look. What if he doesn't return. I leave that unsaid.Yep that's me, defender of man helping out the love lorn. What a shame, I should have done this years ago. Now if only if I could work on my own sagging love life. I think sarcastically to myself as I watch. ..Sent: 17 Aug 2018I want to please you so I give my nipples a hard pinch to harden them before grasping you mid-shaft very firmly and watching you react. Slowly I run my tongue up the underside from base to tip, my eyes never breaking contact with yours. Parting my lips, my mouth takes the swollen head in before moving intently downward. My hands wrap your ass while yours wrap my head. I feel your hips begin to move forward and back in reaction, testing me as we find our rhythm. I wonder if. Because I am much younger to her she is 10 years older than me she used to be very casual in front of me and many a times she does not take care of her pallu. As a result her deep cleavage is always visible to me. Many times I fantasized of fucking her by giving her sleeping pills. But I neither have the courage nor the means to acquire sleeping pills. During night times, I have seen many times her wonderful thighs, as the saree is disturbed in her sleep. I used to wear her bra and blouse to a. When she got out of bed, she noticed a beautiful young woman sleeping next to her. Marla entered the bathroom and stared in the mirror. The reflected image gave her the shock of her life. She was a man!The face looked about thirty years old, with brownish hair full of golden highlights. Exactly like Marla's own hair had been at age thirty. This man was also six foot five, and had little flab. Marla weighed herself, and discovered she was 230 pounds of lean muscle. Though her breasts and.