Maggie asked why I would ever want her to have a tattoo from Michael, and asked me how we would explain it to friends and family. I said that I thoug...t that when we had our 40th anniversary, we might like to have a permanent reminder of this wild time. It would be a sign that we weren’t just the conventional married couple that everybody thought we were. Maybe, as she had suggested, we should worry less about what everybody else might think.Maggie still said that it would never happen, but. .Maine uski speghetti utar di wo black bra mein hur ki pari lag rahi thi or uske bade bade boobs jaise bra faad k bahar aane ko the..Main jor se uske cleavage par kisses karne laga or uske bums ko squeez karne laga wo jor jor se moan karne lagi thi.. Mein uski madhosh awaj sun k or b josh mein aa gya or jor jor se uske bums ko squeez karne laga..Maine apni t shirt utar di thi..Ab wo meri chest par kisses karne lagi thi uski tongue to jaise muj par jaadu bikherne lagi..Usne mera ek nipple apne. Coming to my introduction, I work in reputed MNC in Bangalore and the dream lady also works in same company.It all started when I was waiting for bus while going to home from office. A beautiful lady wearing pink cotton saree boarded a cab along with me, I was mesmerized with her beauty and just followed her after getting down and introduced myself. I met her again in same bus stop after almost ten days and this time I did not miss an opportunity to exchange mobile numbers. From that day. I let my panties and bra drop in his lap. I took one of his fags out of his packet and waited with my eyebrows raised, tapping my foot. He smiled a little and flicked his lighter. I took a big puff of smoke. ‘So, are you going to take me to school then, daddy?’ I asked softly. He picked up my panties and bra from his lap, and put them on the table. ‘Now what would the other kids and teachers say if you turned up like that?’ I gulped a little. ‘They would ask, what I was I doing turning up for.