Ek dusre ki boobs ko dabate hue hum dono fir se kiss kar rahe the.Maine fir apne hath ko niche le ja kar shivani ki chut me ungali karni suru kar di. ...hivani kissing chhor kar aaahhh aahhhh haaa reshmaaaa karrrr saaliiii aaahhaa aahhhhh ahhh kar rahi thi. Fir suddenly wo boli chus na meri chut reshma to maine apni muh uski chut par laga kar uski chut chatni suru ki. Wo apni kamar aise hila rahi thi jaise mai uski chut nahi chat rahi koi uski chudai kar raha ho. Thodi der me wo mere sir ko bahut. I would get used to it in time. My feet were still very tender so I took short mincing steps as I walked into the saloon part of the building and over to my piano. I started playing promptly at noon. I knew quite a few tunes to play and tried to mix up the kinds of music I played. Despite the noise of the gamblers and the conversations many people actually were listening to the music I played. A few men came by and put money in the jar on top of the piano. Every 10 songs I was allowed to. You can't know everything and do everything and be everything. That's," I searched for the right word, "hubris." There's that insight again."This smile was proud. I wondered how many different smiles we had.It was not insulting. He felt both sides of this. When I came up with something he admired, he felt it was unexpected. At the same time, he expected it. He'd have to figure that out himself just like I would."What were we talking about?" I asked."The future importance of sex."He gave it some. That was settled. When Delaney congratulated Durham for his input she quietly invited him to have dinner with her that evening at an Italian family restaurant she sometimes visited. She gave him the address. Delaney arrived half an hour late and the 38-year-old almost knocked Durham off his bar stool although she was still a good twenty yards away. The grey business suit and French roll and sensible shoes had gone – she was in cream silk, her auburn hair rippled down her back and she balanced.