So, even though her pussy was sore from stretching and accommodating a wine bottle – a wine bottle for fucks sake! -, she accepted Steve's cock grat...fully, pushing up against him as he thrust into her. She wrapped her arms around his back and held him to her, wanting and needing the full body contact this gave.It was never going to be the longest fuck on record, Steve's state of high arousal would not allow that, but it certainly became one of the most energetic. As Steve gave vent to the. Tode’r purush-der shudhu sex uthe Meye-der bujhi sex nei? Meyeder sex purush-der cheye koek gun beshi.’ Ek laaf-e dariye Maa-ke pechhon theke jariye dhorlam. Maa’er komore haat bulate laaglam, arek haat-e Maa’r bishal buk tipte shuru korlaam.. Maa sthir hoye aamar aador nite Laaglo. Maa’r Tal pete haat Bulate bulate Petticoat’er upor diye Maa’r Jonee-te chaap dilam. Maa ohh….ahhh… Kore uthlo. Vapa pithar moto Bishaal Jonee-ta haat’er Mothoy chepe dhorte-ee Maa Aamar haat-ta Jonee’r upor aaro. The Sex Museum was opening up in readiness for the tourists. It’s hugely popular. I have been there and it’s SO tacky.Some peculiar relics, ancient dildos, and some horrible tableaux with showroom dummies dressed up. Enough to put you off sex forever.As I walked along my thoughts kept interrupting me, pushing out the ‘here and now’ and allowing HER to intrude. I was almost at Dam Square and I needed a drink. Down a side street. A bar. Any bar. Suddenly … “O'Reilly's Irish Pub!” Perfect! It was. Once glance and her decision was made. ‘I’d love a crème brulee.’ ‘Excellent choice! And you, sir?’ ‘Make that two!’ The waitress scribbled the order and snapped her folder shut. Again, she vanished with a smile and a quick gait. ‘Can I open the next card now?’ She said with just a hint of hesitation in her voice. Trey handed her the next card then turned his attention to his wine. He heard her rip the paper and remove the contents. He listened to her breath as she read the note… ‘Can I have.