"It's good!" she declared."Well, if it has my daughter's seal of approval..." Bevola took an evensmaller scoop of sugar than her daughter, mixing it i... and taking a biteof her own. "Hmm! Not bad at all. You did well, Eena." You give me too much praise," I protested, taking the sugar bowl formyself. Since the others had only used a small amount of sugar, Iassumed it wasn't that cheap, and used a similar amount. The porridgewas... bland. But passable. I had officially learned to cook my firstmeal. Me : love you di.Priya : love you too but sorry I can’t marry u.Me : then live with me.Priya :???Stopped msging me. I asked more sorry and call panna cut panra.So I left.Wed night online ah varala. I felt soo bad.Thursday morning after I reached office I got a msg from priya thatPriya : come to injapakkam baba temple at 6 o clock. So I went at evening.She came and asked me to come with her into the temple. At 6.45 we came out and went to beach and sit in distance and she started talking with. 30 baze ghar se nikale.Station gaye magar train main bahoot rush tha to wahan se hum bus station gaye .Ac bas ja rahi thi ab tak 5.00 baz gaye the.Hum lucknow lagbhas 7.30 baze panhooce.shaadi deep awadh hotel se thi jo bas stand se ek km tha.Jab ham hotel panhooce to kaafi late ho cuke the hame kewal ek hi room diya bua ne.Baaki room guest se bhare hue the.Ham tayyar ho kar hall main aa gaye abhi baarat ane main time tha ham log sabse milne julne lage.Hum punjabi hain isliye hamare yahan. He knew what the musician/rock god look in a young man did to his wicked female companion. He knew her pussy would be slick and wet already and her nipples stiff beneath the material of her black silk dress. He strived to keep her horny at all times, a slave to her own desire. The blonde haired vision disappeared through a shop door and as Don Juan and Belinda reached the shop, Don Juan pulled her up and led her through the door after him. They were in a coffee bar, dimly lit and filled with.