She was quite sure he fancied her, and he was alright to look at. Would he respond to her throwing her underwear at his feet? Seemed a little forward....Somehow cheap. But there was indeed some part of her that switched on at the very thought of acting the slut. A dirty circuit, long since forgotten, fizzing to life, connecting her mind with the tingling tips of her nipples and the button between her thighs. Maybe she did have it inside her to come on strong. To take what she had denied herself. She-kakima bodhai bikala asba tai na.me-hmm hba hoii tho.so our conversation was going on for sometime and she went to kitchen and i went to bathroom for emergency.after i was doing some educational stuffs and she called me for tiffen and i went to have it,,,and our conversation and again started in different topics in dinning table.and i have seen she had a habit of saying that is will go to toilet when ever she needs to pee and in betwwen our conversation she said.she-dara bathroom jai jor. " He stopped, frustrated at not being able to communicate exactly what he meant to say. "The Ship, as well as Little One, seems to have the data, and they willingly share it with me, but like I've said before, it's like receiving all the data from every book in a library at the same time. I'm not a friggin' computer. What would take them seconds to sort through, would take me several lifetimes. And remember, the Ship's core intelligence is an AI that was built by her masters. According to what. Aur rah rah ke uski nipple ko masal deta toh chikh si nikalti. Poonam tino ke order ke hisab se kuch kuch khane ko laa rahi thi.Sushila ne kaha Poonam ko bhi nanga karne ke liye. Toh maine saaf keh diya woh meri original biwi hai aur maasum hai. Isliye uske saath dusre tarike se hi pesh aaunga. Tum dono pahle hi kheli aur khayee hui ho. Bhale hi chotte lund se. Toh dono ne beman se muskurahat di.Undono ki purani life ki khul ke baatein poochi toh ek si hi baatein thi. Dono hi bhaiyon ka lund.