Well, I’m owning that shit. It is my fault. My anatomy is weird, and so is my brain. Phallic bits of plastic (or glass or wood or organically harves...ed rainbows or whatever the newest fad is) just don’t inspire me. They don’t reach the right spots. Doesn’t matter if they are realistic enough for you to think some dude must be sitting in a bathtub full of ice right now crying inconsolably, or if they look like something that modern art installation enthusiasts might buy for half a million. Up on your knees, facing each other, you said usually you would both watch your nipples as they touched, and you would move your bodies so your nipples would lightly rub together, and THAT was fucking hot. You told me that a few times you guys got carried away and started hugging and grinding your breasts together, and it was pretty wild. Pinching each other’s nipples hard, twisting them, hurting each other, was totally sexual and overwhelming, and you felt like you could almost cum when you. Mai aur zor zor se uske nipples suk karne laga…..vo aahen bharne lgi aahhhhhh ooohhhhh mmmyyy gooddd oh fuk fuk fuk fuk me…………achanak uski beti jag gai…….aur rone lagi….acha hua lite nai thi…..she made her slleeep again…….par mera mood kharab hogaya that……maine kaha itni zor se mat chikhna next time kehti ke tum niplles itne pyaar se suk kar rahe the mere hubby kabhi kuch nai karte……islie bachi ko adat nai hai….fr hum dono dhyan se chumma chatti karne lagge…….usne frse mera cock pakad lia n mai. Hap had made his decision without discussing it with her - as he was entitled to do - but it still hurt. Most of all, she feared another funeral, another wooden box being lowered into the ground and Clonagh having to go through what she'd been through as a child. She wanted to spare her that.She knew Hap was a mere maintenance man. She'd been one of the few he'd admitted that to. Of course, he'd been trained in basic infantry techniques - as all servicemen in the armed forces - but he wasn't a.